On a morning’s stroll just as light had fully cleared the rooftops was how I remember the time.
Still, these several days later I can not say what made me look down to where the rubber of the parked car’s tires met the pavement.
Yet I did look and was startled to see a couple of these screws nestled close to the center nearly bare tire thread. Retrieving the could be hazards and righting myself, I continued my walk.
A couple of steps more and an urgent sense came to my mind: Look at this next tire.
Again my curious eyes met more screws/ bolts, strategically placed in ‘front’ and ‘back’ of the rear tire. The driver would not have been able to miss any of them.
Certainty replaced what had been a sense of coincidence as I strolled around to peek below the other tires. Sure enough, more carefully placed screws and bolts littered the asphalt, hidden almost completely by oil stains and shadow.
All this time later I do not know ‘exactly’ what made me look to see this accident waiting to happen.
I do know the sense of urgency I felt was powerful and compelling, and my first thought considered ‘Guardian Angel’. As in the car owner/ driver’s Guardian Angel.
Abbey of Gratitude 