On break by the river, and witnessed a Robin searching through mulch, either for food, and/or for nesting material. It looked at me, and I said, “Hello dear Robin, and please don’t worry. May the Lord bless you, in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.”

The Robin stood still, nodded its head, and went on tossing up mulch and eating tiny insects. They eventually flew away with a beak-full of chopped up wood.

Yeah, St. Francis of Assisi shadows me, as I shadow him, daily.