Reading the news is never a pleasant experience these days, and I tend to dislike the “human interest” stories designed to be uplifting. But this story made my day.
A mystery artist has been taking empty milk bottles from the doorsteps of suburbia and returning them with elaborate glass etchings. The bottles clearly take time and effort, and idea that someone is willing to leave them anonymously gives me some hope for the beautiful gestures of which mankind is capable.
Of course, the response of one recipient shot that hope down instantly:
“Who knows, it might be worth something one day.”
Typical.
Still, I’ve left anonymous little gifts for people to find, Amelie style, and I just may do it again.
