Another beautiful day on the high side of the grass

 I have a friend who says that every time you ask him how he is. "Another great day on the high side of the grass." He says this because he came a lot closer than many of us to the other side of the grass. He's a cancer survivor.

This is what the high side of the grass looks like today at my place. I like that he tries to remind us there are two sides to the grass. I like that I sometimes remember to pay attention. Like today.