My neighborhood text chain blew up today. We have a neighborhood fox. A big, beautiful, bushy tailed animal that freely roams through our two streets.

It has been spotted multiple times over the last three weeks, sometimes even with prey!

Sometimes, something happens, like seeing a fox, and we register it as an isolated incident. I have these random moments where I have caught a glimpse of it. Today, I learned that many others have seen the fox!

We each hold little strokes of knowledge – a small piece of information or detail. It is a beautiful thing when we can come together with our strokes and build a more complete picture. Those strokes overlap, add dimension, and bring to life a story.

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