Did you know bears eat grass? Neither did I but there they were, Mama and her quadruplets. This year’s litter was a big one, probably because practically everyone in our neck of the woods has fruit and/or nut trees in their yard! Plenty to support a burgeoning populace of black bears. Well, not really. What ever happened to man having dominion over every living creature? (Gen.1:28) Now we give them our parks and our food too. Hmm. It’s novel the first time or two but these chaps will be foraging for my fruit next year… sigh. In the meantime they’re getting ready for winter…
[Bear photos compliments of Jim]
And so am I. Soaking up the sun and the silence every chance I get… treasuring this rarest of Septembers—a gift of summer’s sun and warmth extended—and glad for the invitation to retreat with my Maker on this his footstool.
Thus says the LORD: “Heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool…” Is.66:1
“Be still, and know that I am God.
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!
The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah” Ps.46:10-11ESV