Things that magically appear

This morning as we approached the trail, we were met with a pleasant surprise.  Someone had paved the trail with fresh wood chips. We speculated about who might be responsible for this wondrous deed.  "Perhaps it was the city" said Tinkerbelle.  "Or the neighborhood association" I offered.  "I think it was the woodland elves" Topsie declared.  Well, we were grateful to whomever had placed the wood chips and spent the rest of the day in blissful acknowledgment that sometimes things just magically appear.

Hooray for wood chips!