Brandi and I had our good friend Andrew over for some dinner and conversation tonight. After the meal I taught Andrew a thing or two about the art of smoking tobacco from a pipe. (Since he's headed to Oxford this summer he needed to learn a bit about Lewisian habits.)

After Andrew left for the evening, I walked out to our barn to close our chicken coop. Lo and behold, there were three deer grazing in our pasture. It's quite an ethereal experience to be outside on a crisp, cool night, under the stars, staring at a few deer wandering around on your property. It almost felt like some sort of non-revelatory epiphany, if there is such a thing.

I'm constantly amazed at how beautiful God's creation truly is.