Yesterday I was weeding my front yard. I sometimes have trouble pulling weeds because I love plants so much (except holly)! But I have to do something to keep it looking sharp so the neighbors don't have a cow. Actually, a cow . . . never mind about that. Look who I found, growing in the bulrushes! Two little friends. I left them enough grass and plants to chomp on for a while until they make their magnificent transition. I pray that they are safe and happy and fill the world with joy and beauty.