On my bike ride home, I pass a nondescript hose that hosts a steady stream of water into a ditch. The arctic temperatures have transformed this otherwise humble flow into a majestic ice place complete with blue ice waves leading up to an icicle fortress and crowned with a magnificent ice arch formed from an otherwise insignificant bend over weed. No photograph can capture its beauty.
Why does this matter? It reminds me; that which is seemingly insignificant can transform from the ordinary to the extraordinary when given the right set of circumstances.
How do we create those transformative circumstances for one another?