Friends who have now known me fairly well are going, "Well, that's for sure. No duh!!! to that Mr. Roberts." (...I'm laughing as I type this out.......)
As I've read the story of St. Francis' life, he did seem to have a knack for communication with birds and animals. I wonder what that was about him?
However, three times in the last two weeks I've had a fascinating experience in the same place on the Cherry Creek Bike Trail that I walk almost every day. To twist a "religious phrase".......
...what would St. Francis do?
First, I saw these two doe from a higher part of the trail. They stopped. Looked. When I started talking one ran, one stayed.
Second, several days later I was in about the same spot when one of these magnificent creatures stopped about 40 feet from me and stayed there the whole time I was talking to it. It even took a couple of steps in my direction, then froze, and ran off when a cyclist whizzed by behind me.
Third, very late a couple of evenings ago I was back wondering where "the girls" were when I heard a rustling to my left. The timid one stayed planted, but the curious one walked up to within about 12 feet of me. I was talking softly all the time. They are hard to see because of the brush and fading light, but they are right in the middle of the picture.
Maybe it's a bit crazy to say, but those three "conversations" caused me to pause from the rush of very busy days. To stand still and ponder life just a bit. To take some deep breaths., exhaling some cares that were building around my life. My "friend" did not move until I moved...then slowly walked into the safety of the creekside brush.
I do wonder what St. Francis would have done with all that...........