SNOW ON THE PINE

Every thing was melted yesterday, but this morning the ground is white again.  Just a pretty sprinkling here.  Probably forty years ago, we went to the beach for  a wedding anniversary.  Hiking along a railroad track, we found all of these tiny little pine trees.  I put one in a paper cup, and brought it home.  It lived for years beside our deck.  When we moved into the new house, I dug it up to move it here.  But I found out that it was actually two trees.  So I performed surgery to separate them. Still thriving after seventeen years here.