I worked with a lovely lady, Jody when I was at Tradewinds and she told me that when we find feathers in unexpected places it is a message from someone who has gone before sending us loving wishes. I have found several such feathers over the years and keep them on the bookshelf in my bedroom as a happy reminder that although my parents and friends have died they live forever in my memory and heart. I also have come to look at the stars as windows in heaven and like to think that the people we love look down and watch over us. Maybe it is the act of noticing the presence of the unexpected and turning our eyes upward that is important. A dear lady died yesterday and my prayers are for her family. Florence is at peace. May their memories bring them comfort.