“Don’t be impressed by money, followers, degrees or titles.
Be impressed by kindness, integrity, humility and generosity.”
Because I haven’t mowed the yard this season, a few old friends from my childhood were able to show themselves. I have no idea what this delicate beauty is called. I’m hoping one of my more learned friends can tell me, though I dare say most people consider it a weed. I remember fields of it when I was growing up in Malone, Kentucky. They’re soft to the touch with just a hint of pink. I’d forgotten how much I love these little things. I believe I’ll delay mowing again next year.