Summertime – I’m walking to work. Gardeners are watering early in the morning preparing for a scorching day, sprinklers jetting, hoses dribbling.
I’m deep in thought – mulling over life, the universe, and yes, love. The thoughts drift and coalesce into a certainty of my interconnection with all of life and a bone-deep feeling of love.
And I see, just ahead of me, the sprinkler patterns have crossed and skipped to form this brief message of universal agreement.
I laugh, cry and take a picture…
And then blog about it, of course.