Several weeks ago, Rama and I took a walk in our neighborhood. We try to walk as often as we can, but we don’t usually pay attention as well as we did that night. We were discovering all kinds of beauty blocks away from our apartment: gorgeous summer blooms, amusing signage and a parking structure with a rooftop view that left us breathless.
“We need to look up more often,” Rama said, after a few minutes photographing the view from the roof.
Just then, we looked up and a balloon was floating high in the sky. It felt like a knowing nod from God.