The Grass Grows Green

Hills and mountains in their velvet green best. But won’t stay long for the sun is the test. They’ll change into a peanut brittle vest. Adorned with a fancy eye catching crest.

It is a joy to see the hills and mountains so green and soft looking. With all the rain we have had this spring, it's a great bonus. All too soon the heat will dry out those verdant fields and turn them a fuzzy, peanut brittle tan. The Lord's footstool is beautiful no matter the color, but a brilliant green is so divine.

It reminds me of our own farm as the seeds began to grow turning it into a living thing. I didn't appreciate it back then, but how I long for it now. Thanks Dad for being a farmer.