Shepherds and Halos


Ash got in her car, ballot in hand and drove her usual route toward work until she veered off to take the several blocks to the ballot drop off. Rounding the corner, her jaw fell open. Her eyes widened. Unbidden, she slammed on her brakes, nearly bumping her head into the steering wheel.

The street was transformed into a wild meadow of abundant flowers. Purple, red, yellow, white, blue, orange. Symphonic color overwhelmed her.