Driving home today I noticed that all of the grass on the side of the road and in the neighboring lawns was brown and dormant. When I arrived home I looked at our grass and was pleased that it was greener than our neighbors. That's a Texas thing, you might not understand. Then I checked out our backyard. That was pretty much the same except for one spot maybe a square foot in size.
That spot was GREEN and still growing. Why has it not bowed down to the inevitable? Why has it said "Screw you Mr. Winter, I'm mean and I'm green"? No freaking clue because grass doesn't think in any way that we can measure or imagine.
I'm proud of that little spot of grass though. When (and in the words of my wife "if") I grow up I want to be like that spot of grass.
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