The joy of a backyard

Upon organizing the side of the barn I came across a large hay nest. I poked it-- kindly kicked it. I just know this stupid thing is going to filled with a million creepy crawlers. But just in case there's babies; I have to probe until my curiosity is completely satisfied. Turns out this VERY LARGE field mouse ran away. Kind of cute. Fuzzy. Brown. I thought--- I hope shes not friends with the cat!

But I studied the design of the nest-- and how beautiful each blade of dried up Grass intertwined with the next. Held together with itself, mathematically designed to hold life. No glue, tape, staple or nails, just the art of Jehovah.