Look What I Found!

Here’s a story for those editing recordings. This summer, I finally got around to push-mowing the lawn strip between the sidewalk and street. I worry when I neglect that strip, since it affects peoples’ appreciation of the street. When I got it done, I withdrew to survey my work from the verandah. There I noticed I’d missed one tiny patch. Isn’t that always the way. Just then, a dad walked by, with his small son trailing some way behind. The little fellow stopped at my patch, kneeled down, and picked the one unruly clover blossom sticking up from it. With a face full of wonder he gazed at the small flower. Then he went running to his dad, “LOOK WHAT I FOUND!”