How Many Steps Does It Take to Make A Difference? {hint: not as many as you think}

I was running my standard route a couple of days ago, and as I glanced up from the pavement I literally stopped in my tracks. The tree branches arched over the path to form a tunnel of sorts, and theearly morning light filteredthrough the canopy, falling dappled and soft onto a carpet of crisp leaves. To my left a spray of cat tails stood regal and proud in the marsh, set against a cerulean sky. A warm breeze blew, dancing shadows across the concrete and releasing a shower of leaves like an...