The rain let up for a little while. Not enough for the sun to come out, but enough for that freshly washed feel to the world.
It’s the perfect time to play in puddles, or find a nice spot to drink a hot cup of coffee and look at the puddles if you prefer to keep your feet dry.
The reflection of the church across the street caught my eye. It’s just the top of the church, where a cross reaches higher toward heaven. Catching the reflection in the puddle drew my eyes to the source, and then upward again.
Wow! It’s a gift to even notice these things! What a reflection!
Thanks Ana. Let’s say it was providential 🙂