|Wild Roses in Roadside Ditch|
As we stopped our car for me to get out and take this picture, a utility truck stopped at the intersection and a young man stepped down out of it, and kindly asked if we needed help. I thanked him, but said I wanted to take a picture of the wild roses. He smiled a smile that said he thought that was kinda neat. I, in return, gave him a smile that said I thought he was a real gentleman. It's that business of mutual respect.
|Mama and Her Colt at Lunch Time|
Oh, before I sign off, if you have a wish that you want to come true, now that it's springtime, all you have to do is whisper your wish to a butterfly. It will silently carry your wish on its wings up to Heaven. It's Mother Nature's Priority Mail system and works like a charm.