There are patterns in nature. Things in nature repeat. Each snowflake is different yet every one, somehow, looks the same. Seasons change, tides roll in and out yet again.
There are patterns exploding right under our noses all the time. We seldome stop to notice them but they are there. Hiding, waiting, lurking, watching us back perhaps.
Makes you wonder what they see, doesn’t it?
Until next time…
