My World

In my world, Santa drives a flatbed truck and guardian angels ride brush hogs.  Some years back, my Kids realized that what I really needed for Christmas, birthdays, etc., was alfalfa.  The guys at the feed store were embarrassed beyond words the first time they brought a gift delivery and I said I hadn't ordered any bales, and then stood there and bawled like a baby when they explained.  Yesterday, Joel came and mowed down the star thistle that had overtaken the west field and driveway.  I try not to cry when he does this.  I am surrounded by kindness.