a. weeds overtaking grass
b. a delightful opportunity to hunt for 4 leaf clover
My Dad would always choose b. … and, he would always find one! Just like he always saw the jig saw piece that I had been searching for. He never gloated over a finding, but if you looked quickly, you would see the delight light up his eyes.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad! Remembering you with love.
A lovely memory on Father’s Day, Elaine. Did you find a 4-leaf clover in your patch of “weeds”?
Oh Cathy, I don’t remember ever finding one!