Cheddar Cottage Diaries: Kindness in the Forest
On a snowy moonlit night a mouse waited as the white owl glided down from the starry sky. Owl was bringing a gift of a warmed red berry wrapped in a leaf. The owl placed it gently before the mouse who had once shared crumbs with the owl. Then the owl flew away as the wind softened and the gentle snow fell. The forest remembered, it its quiet way, that kindness always finds a path back home. Is the mouse trying to just save it's skin offering crumbs to an owl and is the owl softening up the mouse? Does it matter if there is kindness for that one moment in time deep in the forest?
