I love long grasses waving in the wind and they're all at their best at the moment... before they get dried out and broken by the summer. I know it's probably old-fashioned but I've picked a bunch of them for a big terracotta vase that we have in the village. It's far too dark in the lounge for any sort of pot plant, but dried grasses don't have to survive!

p.s. I didn't have to lie down, these were at eye-level.