Every time we have several days of warm weather, I swear the green grass in the front yard seems to have gotten longer. Dennis mowed the lawns for the last time in mid October, and here we are . . . ready or not. I am sure there is plenty of winter left.
Taking these January thaws is not hard to take. I do notice when the school bus drops the kids off just a bit to the south of our home, invariably the smaller kids are stomping through the water caught in the gutter of the street. Yup, my kids did the very same thing . . . right up to their tiny hinies. I know time cannot be turned back. I am so thankful that God has given me so many vivid heartfelt memories. It has always been my blessing that I have saved the best and leave the rest.