I’ve thought about the statement "birds of a feather flock together" about a million times this week. Let’s just start with the obvious. How great would it be to flock together again, to gather with our people, our kindred spirits? But the more I sat on this simple phrase, I realized its sentiment has nothing to do with physical proximity. "Birds of a feather" are kindred spirits whose passions align perfectly. And it’s amazing how many times over the past seven years I have recognized Catherine’s kindred spirits. These are people who live with undeniable compassion, pulling animals in close with a promise of protection and love - all with gentle kindness and fierce determination. Without a doubt, these are Catherine’s “Birds of a Feather” friends and with whom she would flock.
Now that the early morning quiet has been replaced with the songs of newborn chicks and birds arriving back into town, we thought it the perfect week to celebrate our feathered friends. May our common love and compassion unite and remind us all there is no distance that will ever separate our kindred hearts.
