I was driving home from dropping Zack off at work, and there's a lot of construction on 123 right by my neighborhood, so maneuvering through cones I slowed down a lot. As I did, a truck in oncoming traffic stopped, and a woman got out. I watched her as she started to jog back, crossing to the other side of the median, my side of the road. Ten feet in front of me, in the left lane (no one was in) was a small bird, fluttering on the ground. I watched as the woman picked it up, went to the other side of the road, and drop it off.
Today is a beautiful day.
