Heaven In Our Own Backyard

Over the weekend a flight of American Redstarts flocked around our fountain to drink. Drought conditions here in North Florida made them bold to seek water even though Ginny and I sat within a few feet of them.

Yes, this was a weekend for lounging in the garden carrying on one of those eight or ten-hour conversations we enjoy so. Actually, I suppose we’ve been engrossed in the same conversation for 38 years (with periodic interruptions for lesser living).

Besides the redstarts we saw two new species we’d never seen before but we felt too lazy to get the bird books to identify them. You don’t need to name a bird to enjoy it.

Eve and Patricia took us to lunch Saturday then came over to play music videos on my computer. I always get antsy when anybody else touches my computer – especially geeks who know more about the system than I do, because they are always tempted to “improve” things for me. But they were good girls and didn’t even mess with those number lock buttons that drive me nuts.

For Gin and me, the weekend was heavenly.

Speaking of Heaven, I’ve had the thought that Heaven is not a special reward for people who do extra special things, I’m beginning to think that it’s a matter of God restoring us to the place we should have been all along if we had not run frrom Him.

Oh, also I ran across a quote that’s been attributed to a lot of people, but I think it was originally mathematician/philosopher Blaise Pascal (or maybe it wasRene Decartes - I get philosophers confused) who said:

I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find out there isn't, Than live my life as if there isn't, and die to find out there is.

Here’s another web photos of a redstart: