I woke up this morning and some movement caught my eye across the street. The house there is empty and for rent, making a safe haven. We have a whole group of deer that winter in our housing development. But they usually graze about dusk, going down the street and back, and then move on. But with the snowfall yesterday several good sized does had bedded down across the street and a couple of younger, friskier ones moved about eating right through the snow. It reminded again of how peaceful nature can be, and the instincts of the animals to let the storm pass while they rest. There is a message in that for me...and God sent it in the deer.