The old cabin at the Church In The Pines as we call it, has seen many winters, and has an interesting congregation. Red and gray squirrels leap from the rafters, pileated and red bellied woodpeckers laugh at inappropriate moments during the sermon; cardinals and bluejays, chickadees and nuthatches sing in the church choir. Crows sit in the back pews and make sarcastic remarks. And this month a family of red foxes comes around regularly, causing much consternation among conservative church-goers. But all are welcome here in our wild congregation. We enjoy their presence, and they seem to enjoy socializing at the buffet table–the best part of any church!