Last night, when the wind picked up, promising heat and dryness and itching skin and crunchy nose today, I stepped outside to look at it. I saw clear air and shiny leaves and the tiniest Pleiades ever…but it was the Pleiades…in Southern California…a rare sight indeed. I was floored. And I was grateful.
The tiny things represent big things. The tiny accumulate into big.
A lot of crap and exhaustion and stress today. But…I saw the Pleiades.