How about creating some art?
First, we have lovely memories from Sarah who wrote:
"I remember a meadow where I used to drive amongst in the morning at a house I worked at. I took many pictures, but they have been lost in old cell phones and now all I can do is bring you the meadow in my mind with its giant rolls of hay in the morning light as I first turned into the driveway. A bittersweet memory that I love. That 'grass' in the meadow stretching endlessly will live in this girl's memory forever. No cell phone needed."
Then from Freebird, whose son likes to cut the grass, old school, with a push mower. She did this beadwork for him:
For our official response:
Until next time....