Chipmunk

As I sit and watch Chipmunk eat Blueberries, it occurs to me that she is picking them just like I do. She isn't randomly grabbing green berries, nor is she looking for berries on plants that have none. She knows where the Blueberry plants are and she knows which ones are ripe and which ones aren't. She doesn't pick the berries that aren't ready, she doesn't crush the plants, she is careful and considerate and deliberate. It strikes me that I never really took this in before. If I were out there picking berries with her, we would be doing the same thing. In that moment, in terms of our actions, there would be nothing to distinguish me from her. This gets me wondering what else I am missing? How often do I fail to notice how much I share with those around me?