So simple, but it bears sharing.
While painting with water the profound from the simple popped up again.
We made designs that became maps of imagined worlds.
We traced the shadows of fallen limbs.
And we painted hearts.
When I asked my son, where the hearts went (as they dried), he answered, "to the clouds, so that the rain is filled with love."
Today, maybe we should all paint hearts or peace signs or kind words with water to fill the clouds with happiness.