One rainy night a few weeks ago, as I wandered the deserted Saint Mary's College campus, I stopped outside the student union to watch the fountain. Raindrops rippled in puddles, and the veil of water, falling from the fountain in a soft and constant hush, was lit by streamers of hanging light bulbs. It was beautiful. I took a picture and then a slow-motion video, trying to capture the fall of individual drops of water from that veil. I expected to see, when watching the footage, nothing more or less miraculous than this.