Today I am thankful for green grass.
It's not that long since my oldest boy asked us "what is all the green?" it was grass......he had been born in the middle of a drought- and we were on holidays driving past some lush green dairy farms. For a long time he thought that grass was brown. These days the grass is back green and I hope we don't ever have teach our children the 'real' colour of grass again.
It's not that long since my oldest boy asked us "what is all the green?" it was grass......he had been born in the middle of a drought- and we were on holidays driving past some lush green dairy farms. For a long time he thought that grass was brown. These days the grass is back green and I hope we don't ever have teach our children the 'real' colour of grass again.
I can just imagine Noah moving home to Australia and wondering "what is all that green?"! Not much grass in the concrete jungle of NYC, but we are thankful for the little we can see and touch here and there.
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