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Evening—I’m eating take out on your balcony. The sun is furiously beginning to set.Exquisite dust-blue mountains etch the far sky lightly like a storyline—will it all getEasier from here? A sudden sound—quick, ethereal—a hummingbird buzzes my Ear, then glimmers in the air. I would like to call this a meaningful Encounter, but the bird was probably eyeing my soda. At the End of the day (I think we agree) nature’s a mistake not a miracle, but Each creature (I believe/hope you believe) is worth honoring anyway.Everything alive has a hunger, and we all deserve to eat.