Me: Is that a spring in your step, Hank, or are you just happy to see me?
Hank: Out of my way. I'm on a mission.
Me: Sounds suspicious. What are you up to?
Hank: I don't have time to explain myself. Could you move, please?
Me: Would somebody please tell me what's going on?
George: Can't you hear it? The grass is growing!
I took their word for it and followed them down the trail to the back 40.
Lucy: It's coming from over there.
Well, I'll be darned. They were right.
We're still a long way from green pastures, but hope springs eternal.
yippeee ki yah.... grass is good
ReplyDeletewoohoo for green grass eh!! ours is still under snow and dirty melted snow.
ReplyDeleteYay! They knew it was time and followed their noses (or ears as the case may be), but at any rate followed Hank :)
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