I performed another questionable parking maneuver when my peripheral vision caught this sight across a field.
Ordinary things rendered extraordinary: meshing had been draped to protect wire-girded greens from stray wildlife. Torrential overnight rain had doused the layered grids just before the sun’s fiercest light skimmed the lingering water drops.
The sky had clouded over again by the time I sprang back into my dubiously discarded car and zipped off to work. The scene reassumed its Clark Kent persona: a simple monochromatic garden encircled with metal and plastic mesh.
But for seconds before the lights blinked off, just as I happened by, a constellation glittered and sparkled and danced before plump raindrops turned to steam in late summer’s light.