In the woods around our house, we have lots of animal activity.  We’ve been enjoying the chipmunks who love the corncobs we set out.  They’ll stretch up to the very top of the cob and, using the funniest contortions, manage to fill up their cheeks to busting, before they’ll run down the pole to their hideaway. When one has stayed too long, the other will nip at his tail.  It’s hilarious.

The deer, too, seem unafraid now.  The spring fawns have grown quickly and seem to feel very safe, as long as we stay up on the deck.  The finches seem content to share the seed; although, as you can see in the photo, sometimes they’re in a bit of a hurry.

There’s something magical in all this for me.  I could sit and watch for hours.

Is this the same delight God took in creating them?  Did He (or does He) sit for hours and watch too?  I’d like to think He does.