Smell the Flowers

Granda shared this little poem with me today:

“Life's too short to quarrel,
Hearts too precious to break;
Shake hands and let us be friends,
For old times' sake.”

I love his poems...he has one memorised for every occasion! This one came to his mind because he hadn’t brought his stick, so we linked arms instead.

Gratefuls:
- Having some of my favourite people together again in the same place. And another one of them to hopefully join us in less than a week!
- That we can never come to the end of knowing God.
- Crunchy grapes.
- That a family friend is making progress in recovery from a brain haemorrhage.