About the time that she reached the feeder
the birds started to get active. You know hazel, if there's a bird, she's looking at it.
And when I looked back down to check on the raccoon, I saw:
"We are--each of us--dying; it's how we live in the meantime that makes the difference."
"It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived!"
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."