It was pouring in Ann Arbor last week. Then it became so cold that the falling rain drops decided to fall as snow instead. On one of these rainy days, the outer mesh to my window was covered in rain drops. I never really pay attention to them, but looking at them through the lens changed something. I thought about water more closely. A fluid like water we rarely think about, but its the juice of life. As much as the Scots would like to call whiskey the ‘Water of Life’ (uisge-beatha) , water is truly the ‘Water of Life’. I’m sorry if I’ve offended any of the Scots. But when you wake up the next morning wanting to blow your head to shreds after having the ‘Water of Life’, you look for water to get your body back into shape.