I was on one of Rita's legendary hikes at Sage Hill and I saw her pick up a feather, just an ordinary one. When we got back to the house she put the feather in a glass vase. She had several filled with feathers of all colors, sizes and varieties. I asked her why she picked the feathers up and she told me these were of angels who had lost a feather. When you find a feather it means that angels are near and they are watching over you, she said. I love that story and next time I find a feather I'll know you're near, dear Rita.