Our Yard
Many times when I watch our grandchildren playing and laughing in our yard, I remember the day ~ forty years ago ~ when I stood at my kitchen window dreaming of the day our children could play in the grass.
That day ~ forty years ago ~ the house was under construction and the yard was just piles of dirt.
Our forty-year-old grass has seen lots of ball games, “Duck, Duck, Goose”, volleyball, crocquet, bocce, picnics, and even two weddings.
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I love our yard ~ but I love our grandchildren even more!
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