“The hands that made the stars are holding your heart.” ~ Unknown
They may not look like much, but they’re mighty. I sowed grass seed back in March the night before I thought we were to have our last snow. That was, of course, three snows ago. Today, finally, the winds shifted from the south, and by this evening it was warm enough to sit outside. The tender grass is nearly 1/2″ high. This morning it hadn’t broken the shell. Nature is simply amazing. I called dad to tell him the grass was finally growing. The only thing I’m more grateful for than the grass is dad still on this plane to take my call.