Puddles tooting…haha….I love how the young ones look at the world! I love Carol’s imagination of bushes growing from asphalt. I think of a picture a former boss had in her office — it was a *cough* weed growing up through a crack in the pavement. I think the word underneath was “determination” or something similar. I think of that picture every time I see nature triumphantly growing through such adversity. 🙂