I’m a big fan of serendipity. The utterly unexpected surprise of stumbling into something useful strikes me as so perfectly cheerful without having any of the ominous connotations of that maddening expression, “everything happens for a reason.” On this morning’s walk, I strolled past the shuttered neighborhood wine shop and found this smart box and a note: “Take me, please.”
Well, don’t mind if I do. After lugging it home and spending a few minutes performing minor surgery with a pair of pliers and a screwdriver, the box was ready for its new home beneath our couch. It’s already become a secondary stowage area for homeless laptop computers and not-quite-finished weekend newspapers.
Wishing happy happenstances to all of you, today. Keep your eyes wide open.