Pain in the Grass Continued

Seriously, some of the most comments I receive on my blog posts are either about grass or groundhogs. Both topics make me go Grrrrrr alright.

So, we had a drought. The grass out front died and faded to brown. We have had a ton o' rain and most of the grass is dead still. While all of the yard that is not within sight from the street is a lush verdant green, anything visible is dead as Lenin.

It is like a dude who has hair all over his body--and copious amounts at that--on back, neck, arms, and belly, but his head is a cue ball. Ironies, painful ironies.

The grass withers and the flower fades but the Word of God stands forever.

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