It's been a rainy, nasty day with Tropical Storm Debby wandering around in the Gulf. Only a fool would leave the house if she didn't have to. Only a fool would go driving down to the coast into the storm. Only a fool would leave the safety of the car to walk precariously atop the mounds of seaweed when the wind rips off her hat and the rain feels like needles on the back of her hands.
But only a fool would find a baby pelican, trying to huddle out of the wind. Only a fool would make a long wet drive to take him to safety, warmth, and food.
During storm seasons rescuers sometimes find dozens of baby pelicans. Today, I found only one.
Did it make a big difference in the Great Scheme of things? Probably not. Did it make a difference to this one little guy?
Only a fool would know.