Today’s Assignment: You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.
It’s so simple. Everyone needs water. But living in one of the most beautiful spots on earth makes one appreciate this simple need.
Our well is not particularly deep. How clear, cool, fresh water can be less than one hundred feet beneath the ground on a mountain top at 2600+ feet is something of a mystery. But it is aptly named a well and has served us well for decades.
On weekends and in the summer we see hikers and bicyclist who sometimes underestimate the power of water and its scarcity when they decide to roam the trails on the mountain, trails which start at the base of our driveway. Many years ago we would sometimes have a desperate soul wander up the drive looking for a simple handout of water. This led me to decide to put water out on still warm days at the end of the drive.
Sometimes there has been a dollar bill tucked under the jug or a “Thank you” scrawled on the napkin. But one message said all: THANKS–spelled out in rocks.