Saving Nature

As I was mowing the weeds (i.e. lawn) yesterday, my daughter was running around trying to save some of them. In one patch of the yard, there were a large number of weeds with very pretty purple flowers. As I was cavalierly destroying this beautiful work of nature, she was busily picking the flowers to save them from destruction. It was so sweet! At one point, she yelled over the engine noise asking me to avoid running over a moth. She was concerned because the innocent creature looked just like a leaf and I was about to mow that section of lawn. This coming from a girl who staunchly defended a man's right to cut down a tree for various reasons. Her labor of love yesterday sort of reminded me of a fictional girl named Fern working to save the life of a poor runt pig she later named Wilbur.