My scanner is on the blink so I'm not sending what I planned to send, but the sentiment is the same.
“While wandering a deserted beach at dawn, stagnant in my work, I saw a man in the distance bending and throwing as he walked the endless stretch toward me. As he came near, I could see that he was throwing starfish, abandoned on the sand by the tide, back into the sea. When he was close enough I asked him why he was working so hard at this strange task. He said that the sun would dry the starfish and they would die. I said to him that I thought he was foolish. there were thousands of starfish on miles and miles of beach. One man alone could never make a difference. He smiled as he picked up the next starfish. Hurling it far into the sea he said, "It makes a difference for this one." I abandoned my writing and spent the morning throwing starfish.” ― Loren Eiseley
*FYI because I can't help myself. Starfish are properly called Sea Stars because they are not now, nor have they ever been fish. :-)
May each of us remember the value of a single act of kindness every day
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU ALL
Ginny, it feels like you understand me completely. I'll bet you tossed bushels of starfish yourself along the way. Our job's a big one and sometimes discouraging, but we keep at it -- and at least our little patch of the Earth is greener for our effort. Be well, good friend!
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