Inspired by the garden's water resilience project, young gardener Penelope Curtis imagined the life of a water droplet.
I was born in the clouds with my siblings. Millions of them there were. I watched them all fall down time by time. Eventually it was my turn. I fell down and in this process saw a sign that said “Miramar Prison Gardens”. I had heard of this place. My great grandma Aqua had told me about this place. She had once been here. Suddenly this new place felt familiar. I wasn't scared. She had told me that this garden had lots of plants and very happy soil. I could see that by looking at it. When I landed, I landed upon a greenhouse roof. There I lost molecules and gained molecules. After that I slid down the roof into this pipe. The pipe carried me to a leaf filter. I rolled upon some leaves and merged in with some other raindrops. I met up with some of my lost siblings who had been gone for a while and I was starting to think they were gone.
As I slipped down the drain I ended up in a series of pipes carrying me to yet another drain. It was like I had fallen into a pit of blackness then suddenly after days and days of waiting I was lifted up and up somewhere I had never been before: a clear water tank. I was joined by many others. We sat and waited for days and days. Some leaving us, being Sucked into the pipe when it turned on. some stayed and dried up. Eventually it was my turn to go out.
As I came out into the world once again, I went through the pipes and splattered onto a cavalo nero plant. I collided with bumps and dimples on the leaf. As I slid down the leaf into the soil. It was very nice soil indeed and I ended up landing in this little pot. I stayed there for many days with other raindrops joining me.
Soon the sun came out and I started evaporating. I had never felt this process before yet somehow it felt familiar. Then suddenly I knew why this was so familiar. I was made up of evaporated water coming up into the clouds to start a new life cycle. Now I have joined many others that have experienced this amazing process. As I evaporated up into the sky I was sad to leave this beautiful place behind but as earth became more and more out of sight I told myself I will live again and that's what I did.
The end.
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