I check on an elderly relative who can no longer drive. He loves to sit at the table by the bay window and watch the birds. Seems like a gift from God that a dove has built her nest near the window pane, and her eggs are hatching. It will give him so much joy to watch them growing from day to day.
I was reminded of Emily Dickinson's poem.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain:
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again.
I shall not live in vain.