OK… right now it looks like peach fuzz on a baby’s noggin… the point is, it’s coming up. I’m not the only one who is keeping track. At least 3 of my friends swing by to stare at the ground about every other day. Their eyes brighten when they spot the shoots and their voices take on a lilt of glee when they exclaim, “Hey, it’s coming in!” Ah, the simple joy of watching the grass grow. (Yes, it is quite obvious that we either need to get lives…. or seek professional help.)
And yes… that is an actual picture taken this morning. Feel free to stare along with us. Heck, fix yourself some rum punch while you do.