Not only is my husband funny and wise, he indulges my crazy ideas. On our evening walk, we noticed a tumbleweed tumbling down the street in front of us. (Pause here and sing that cowboy tune by Sons of the Pioneers, Tumbling Tumbleweeds.) The Professor picked up the tumbleweed and carried it home so I could photograph it. You need to know that tumbleweeds have short but exceedingly sharp thorns. Bringing that tumbleweed to the house was an act of sacrificial love.
The dried tumbleweed is indeed nearly spherical.
Below you can see where it broke from its root.
I am thankful for opportunities to serve. This afternoon, I drove a friend to another town to deliver several boxes of glassware and three bags of clothing to a thrift store which helps support a ministry for human trafficking victims in India. I loved her comment:
I am giving away so many cute little things.
Now they are cute little things for someone else.
You may quote her, too.