Dew

I’m in a week of just photos.

It’s a bit tricky to see in this photo, as close up as my phone could get to the morning grass, but I love the drops of water, two on the left and one on the right, that were perhaps the size of the tip of my pinky finger.

There’s a coherence to the water drop forming. And attraction.

As one who loves to associate physical experience, the outer world of observation, with inner world of feeling, these three drops of dew simply have me marveling for a moment about beauty, cohesion, and where I seek this in both my inner and outer worlds.

I love the simplicity.