I was walking with Baxter and noticed small white sparks flying around my head and landing on my right shoulder. At first I thought it was raindrops falling from trees, but there were no trees. I looked at the sky and save for the clouds, there was nothing to see. It was not raining, or snowing. I looked at the street lamps and there was nothing but their light. And the sparks still came. I felt safe and at peace. It makes me wonder who was walking with us and keeping us safe.
