"If you have never heard the mountains singing, or seen the trees of the field clapping their hands, do not think because of that they don't. Ask God to open your ears so you may hear it and your eyes so you may see it, because, though few men ever know it, they do, my friend, they do."
McCandlist Phillips
Yes, it's that time of year once again. Fawn spotting. One of my favorite things to do. But I had a dilemma. I hadn't driven since surgery.
This will be my fifth year of fawn spotting. During the summer months I leave the house at 6 a.m. on Saturday mornings and drive where I know deer will be. When I first started I only went out in July and August. But last year I started in June and was rewarded with the smallest fawn I've ever seen.
Last Saturday was the first Saturday in June and I wanted to go! So I talked Jerry into letting me drive to my physical therapy appointment to see how I did. Success! I had no problems with my knee.
So bright and early Saturday morning I was up and out to do my favorite thing. It was overcast and foggy and a lovely morning to drive around. I was so excited!
I didn't see any fawn this time, but there were plenty of deer in fields to provide me with something to snap at. Like the lone deer at the top of the field in the snap at the top.
We all need the time to do something we enjoy and that inspires us through life. The time I devote to "fawn spotting" is mine. Jerry volunteers at the gun range one morning a week to help with repairs.
My outing lasts about 2 1/2 to 3 hours. The land is quiet, no cars behind me and the day is just waking up. A wonderful time to be out and about enjoying the beauty of nature.
When I came up on this guy above, he never did turn around. He was doing the same thing I was. A quiet interlude before the day begins.
Take time to be silent. The joys of heaven come down and refresh your soul. Take a sleepy drive!
"The best thing is to go from nature's God down to nature; and if you once get to nature's God, and believe him, and love him, it is surprising how easy it is to hear music in the waves, and songs in the wild whisperings of the winds; to see God everywhere in the stones, in the rocks, in the rippling brooks, and hear him everywhere, in the lowing of cattle, in the following of thunder, and in the fury of tempests." Charles Haddon Spurgeon (1834-1892)
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