O foolish little acorn, wilt thou be all this? I ask. Yes, God and I, it answers. ‘Parable of the Acorn’ by Lyman Abbot
I may sound a little nasally this morning.
The pollen count is up.
The grass grows.
AND it needs cut.
SPEAKING OF GRASS
Did you ever notice there are things that hide in the grass?
In his ‘Parable of the Acorn’ Lyman Abbot wrote,
I pluck an acorn from the greensward and hold it to my ear,