The wind is howling, the rain is coming down. It's pitch black, cold, outside. I am getting a warm feeling, smiling inside knowing how comfortable our neighborhood squirrel is in his nest made of planting material and shredded palm tree bark. Watching him this afternoon gather materials (plunder:) to build a warm, safe, secure nest for himself and maybe a partner, was something I will always remember. We are all on this Earth together trying to make it work, trying to have a good life, even this little squirrel (his life is precious to him). I am grateful, I have slowed down my life over the years, and learned how to appreciate the miracle of life, by living with the animals. Scott and I spent hours and hours everyday watching wildlife, and now here I am, continuing to share our love of nature. This is one of the big reasons I love this planet.