The sun rises every morning. I do not rise every morning, but the variation is due not to my activity, but to my inaction. Now, to put the matter in a popular phrase, it might be true that the sun rises regularly because he never gets tired of rising. His routine might be due, not to a lifelessness, but to a rush of life.
The thing I mean can be seen, for instance, in children, when they find some game or joke that they specially enjoy. A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun, and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon.
It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we. (paragraph breaks added)
Source: Orthodoxy, GK Chesterton
They are just “cute as a button” !
Alison – And not much bigger! Thanks!
Rather better than any hummingbird photo I’ve ever taken, to be sure !
Ralph – 🙂
I recognize the one on the right. He has an Air B&B booked in our mountain ash tree for the summer.
Jim T
Jim – Yes, the first time I saw hummingbirds in the wild was in BC – just across the border, so still on the Yellowhead Highway and at a reasonably high altitude. But I’ve never seen one in Alberta.
I am sure you will have a whole host of Albertans sending you photos of our hummingbirds ~ if they will stay still long enough to be photographed – the birds not the Albertans. Although I must admit I didn’t see my first hummingbird until after I retired and was lazing away time at Pigeon Lake.
Dorothy – Good heavens. It must be a sign of the End of Times- hummingbirds in Alberta! Or possibly a sign of the limits of my knowledge . . . 🙂 In any event, I’m glad you can enjoy them at Pigeon Lake.