Water can transform the mundane into the magical. This thought struck me as I took a closer look at the rocks in a stream on a recent walk. Dried out, they might not look so vivid, but under the steady wash of water, their colors jump out at me.

The water is far too cold for wading, but perhaps this summer, I’ll remember these rocks and walk to the stream to cool my feet. Maybe children will have moved these rocks by then, picking them up to examine their colors and textures, or tossing them to test how far they can throw. But surely some of these rocks will still be there, waiting for me to visit again.

Join me in the hunt for beauty?
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