You sit on me when you can't decide. But don't you know the grass is always greener on the other side?

I think I’ve lost them. Glass orbs for play. Metamorphic rock.

I’m both a mess to be in, and a tangy snack to be eaten.

A certain piggy went to one, though that is all we know. Some places still carry the name, but more often it is a farmer's thing. All in all, I am a way to convene and trade with ease.

An idiom says, I'm hard to see, When one's too focused, On parts of me