Another Kindred Spirit Out There Somewhere

Every once in a while, my faith in humanity is restored by mysterious strangers.  Like this time.

And that other time, with the stop sign.  And that other time with the cigarette butt.

Sometimes I forget that people are wonderful.  It's good to have reminders.

And it makes me wonder ... how can I leave little reminders of my own?  I am going to ponder this, and then do something.



Anonymous said...

I'm reminded of thisflattering transformer box (or whatever that is)

Anonymous said...

i don't think that link worked. This is what I'm referring to:

Katie said...

hey that's nice! maybe we should start a photo collection.