By Dr. James L. Snyder
The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were sitting on the back porch admiring the close of the day. Nothing is more relaxing than sitting together drinking coffee, glad that another day has quietly slipped by.
Out of the clear blue sky my wife said, “Aren’t those flowers just magnificent?”
I grunted a little grunt of satisfaction to which she replied, “Which do you like? The roses or the tulips?”