"...how can one be warm alone?" Ecclesiastes 4:11
It was an awfully cold morning some 30 years ago. The night before had been one of those quiet ones when not a breeze moves, and no clouds dimmed the brilliance of the starry skies.
Driving up the street from my home, with the sound of crunching snow under the tires, I could see the trails of vapor rising straight up from the homes of those that had fireplace chimneys in the neighborhood. Those smoky columns appeared frosty white as they glistened in the rays of the morning sun.
Suddenly, my eyes stopped by one chimney in particular. There was a dark object on top of it. As I came closer, I recognized that a bird (and a quite wise one at that) had perched up there to soak up some heat. In that "cold, cold world," he had found a place of warmth, while his other feathered friends were no doubt shivering in their freezing surroundings.
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