When you hear the word water what images come to mind? When I think of water, I picture sunlight creating rainbows, off the cascading, arches, created by a fountain. I hear the cheerful, gurgle, of water circling a drain, bubbling over the lip, of an ornately designed, carved, stone bowl, in the center piazza of town. I picture a child, clutching a copper penny, eyes squeezed tightly shut, as she concentrates on her wish. Then I picture her bright eyes, two endless, pools, reflecting the sparkling sunlight, as she happily tosses her penny, glinting brightly, through the air. I can hear, the satisfying plunk, as her wish is added, amongst the others, sinking to the vast depths of the wishing fountain. That, dear friends, is what I think of when I hear the word water. What do you think of when you hear that word?
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
All roads lead to somewhere. All traveled paths are worn from the soles of enthusiastic individuals choosing to follow these roads to their destiny. Whether the path be gravel, dirt, grass, or pavement, we soldier on towards our destination. Though the path we travel may not always be smooth, something inside of us wills us on, causing us to put one foot in front of the other, intrigued by what lies beyond our line of vision. What is waiting for us just beyond the bend in the road? Are you willing to see?