As I turned the page, my eyes were drawn to the passage:
Scirpus Cyperinus,
commonly known as wool grass, is a wetland plant. It rises up each summer along
the edges of lakes and ponds throughout Midwestern regions to maximum heights
of six and a half feet tall. Wool grass blades emit bursts of inconspicuous
flowers, which emerge green but gradually become brown and fuzzy from late
August to October, while the blades become lax and droopy.

Where I come from, a certain breed of people is drawn each summer to the
lakes like flies to sugar. They burst onto the shores to splash and revel,
and by summer's end, their bodies are tanned brown and their heads fuzzy
from relaxation and cocktails. Then, reluctantly, the lake people retreat
back into the earth for yet another winter. People are not so very different
from plants.