Yesterday my beloved and I were eating dinner and chatting when one of the neighbor's children sent a ball flying in to the yard. It was followed a moment later by a girl I'd never seen before, probably around 9 or 10, racing in to our yard after it. If I had to guess, she was the older sister of the overzealous ball-heaver.
As she got almost up to our porch she grabbed the ball, then stopped, cocked her head and stared at the back wall of our house. It was then that I realized she was seeing my graffiti wall for the first time, which was still graced with "EMBRACE" and 2 shiny hearts.. She looked at it for a second, grinned huge, then ran back to her yard with the ball.
And that made my day, because that is all I ever wanted to do with my art.