Wouldn't God anoint every encounter at the park, I've prayed; I almost forgot about one of my first.
I almost can't remember how we met. I remember hitting it off with someone else at the park, and we ended up walking around for about an hour, just talking. She collected wildflowers then arranged and painted them at home, tried to sketch birds in the woods on her walks (that's how we met...we were talking about the photographers at the park wanting her sketches of the Kawasemi.) Sato-san opened up how she tried abstract art too. On our walk, she showed me her collection of work saved in her cellphone, saying some of her watercolors had been made into postcards. But probably only her mother would be happy to get them, she said; so I begged a few off her. We met only 2 times, and I don't know if she's moved, but I haven't seen her since.
Sato-san is completely self-taught. She may not have the training she wishes she had, but now, with her little art gift between acrylic sleeves, sitting on my desk, at least she's getting more prayer.
