So, this is cool. Snow falls, and that’s gravity. It stores the gravity as mass, and crushes the poor old mustard to the ground, the poor dear, sob, but, ta da! The snow melts in the sun (it evaporates, negative gravity) and the mustard reaches up to the sun (its fibres were under tension and, although wet, were still stronger than gravity.) The net effect, however, is this:
Look at that. It’s just like the wind is passing by. Gravity as wind. Huh. So it is on the third planet from the sun! I don’t know about you, but it fills me with a mysterious and radiant joy.