I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn. ~ Henry David Thoreau
Likewise, though vastly different, Sharon once had a sparrow
alight on her shoulder while
hoeing in a village. She was indistinguishable from any other lit village ho.