Biodiversity Day

In a passing conversation yesterday I was told about someone who was visiting this wonderful, natural part of Wales where I live, and who came across a certain beautiful, shy and universally loved wild mammal, one of just a few surviving in Britain now, and rarely seen.  She decided she wanted to take it back to the city where she lived, and this, I understand, is what she did.  I do not know what happened to it after that.

I try very hard not to be judgmental so I will say no more about that particular incident will but leave you to see it for what it is for yourself, drawing your own conclusions and trying to see the greater meaning behind this extra-ordinary (to me) incident.

Today, Biodiversity Day, it is fitting that I mention this to you now, as a reminder to us all of the importance of not interfering with nature, particulalry if it is just for our amusement.   There is a fine line between helping gently, such as by putting out bird food,  creating wildlife habitats in our garden or supporting a nature charity,  and causing harm through thoughtlessness or over-enthusiasm.   It applies to our interaction with our human brothers and sisters also, and even our relationship with the divine.