A dimple that isn’t seen unless the sun hits just right. A ripple in the corner of a lake. A sliver of sun that appears for a moment.

Hops growing as far as the eye can see. Here’s of dairy cows chewing happily. Schnitzel for you and me.

Sharing something special to them, a rock, a poem, a leaf. Recognizing it’s a gift. A space of vulnerability.

This is from when… We were in… With our friends….