One water droplet hides alone on a shaded leaf in our garden. It almost looks like a bug or larva until its translucence reflects colors of stem and leaf. Did it arrive in the morning dew? How did it hold together into the mid-day heat? On rustled leaf it rolls, slides over edge, breaks and disappears into the dry earth in an instant. It is a wonder that the water droplet can be so strong yet so fragile.