dominoes.

farms are one of the best things in life.
while i could never single-handedly keep one alive and running, i am amazed by the value of lots of beautiful land producing food.  or just a big pasture housing monstrosities we like to call cows that walk around like they own the place.
so take a farm and add dominoes.
compared to a farm, dominoes seem like tiny tiny pieces of an overly complicated game.
but then put those dominoes in the hands of a bunch of recovering addicts who were at the mercy of crack, heroin or vicodin just months before.
as their laughter fills up the fresh air of a farm, those little white blocks with colored dots gain more and more significance.
the simplicity of a game of matching up 5 dots with 5 dots and 2 dots with 2 brings a whole new level of hope to a place already full of serenity and peace.
its the domino effect.
or is it?