> > > A new supermarket opened the other day. It has > an automatic water mister to keep the produce > fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of > distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain. When > you pass the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and you > experience the scent of fresh mown hay. In > the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal > grilled steaks with onions. When you approach the egg > case, you hear hens cluck and cackle, and the air > is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs > frying. The bread department features the > tantalizing smell of fresh baked bread and cookies. > > I don't buy toilet paper there any more. >
The earth does not belong to man; man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites one family. Man did not weave the web of life; he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web he does to himself.
Be alert to give service. What counts a great deal in life is what we do for others. Anonymous