One day, we ran into a wise old friend.  She was too busy to greet us.  Instead, she showed us the importance of instinct and patience...

We watched as she carefully covered her eggs.  Without any help, she intuitively knew where each speck of dirt belonged.

And when she was done, she picked up the strawberry that we left for her and went on her way.  I have a feeling she'll be back soon.

Sincerely, G.