Is nature speaking to me?

Yesterday I took Xander to the woods for his morning romp and I started to notice something.  It seemed everywhere I looked there was a letter ‘Y’.  It took the form in cracks in the sidewalks, parking lot asphalt, fallen twigs and branches.  What is the universe trying to tell me?  Or maybe the universe is trying to ask me something-specifically ‘why?’

I thought this would be a perfect post since my blog is called Why Jane.  Why?  I’m seeking answers constantly, as I think we all are.

“I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.”  ~George Washington Carver