Kids always ask me, “Where do you get your ideas?” It’s hard to explain sometimes. I try to keep my eyes and ears and heart open to anything that might come along and suggest an idea for a story to me. This week I discovered a wonderful pothole in my street. Wonderful and pothole do not normally go together in the same sentence. But see for yourself. This is the same pothole before and after a rainstorm. Whether or not I end up using this image in a story some day I’m still glad I saw it. The world is a wonderful place, don’t you think?