Hidden In Plain Sight

Occasionally we have a visitor at the Hazelnut Inn worksite. I generally tell them the suite’s story as we walk up toward the North Star’s private garden. But I always pause when we round the corner because invariably they stop and tilt their head to get a better look at the grey shape sitting the ground. It takes a half-second before they realize it is a giant stone head peaking out of the ground and it brings a little smile to their face when they do. I smile with them every time.