Dirt and Babies

It is a horrible situation to be unhappy in life.  Without joy one must actually ask, “what’s the point.”  There is a grandness to living and to noticing the living, being aware of how wonderfully made everything is, from dirt to babies and everything in between.  I love dirt, probably the most sincere of all material.  Why?  Because it allows for everything in it to grow and growing plants offer up another great material, oxygen, which is very important to babies.