If Rush Limbaugh bashes the green-energy movement, it’s politics as usual. When Michael Moore does too, storms brew on the left.

Amid coronavirus fears, consider Christ’s words: “Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.”

And consider the hummingbird. Learning from my wife, Susan, last September I filled two hummingbird feeders with two cups of tepid water, stirred in half a cup of sugar, and hung them outside. We live in a tall house on the side of a hill, which bragging Texans call Edwards Mountain, so our two-feeder restaurant is just above the treetops.

Coyotes roamed Chicago’s Michigan Avenue, and monkeys in India entered homes to look for food. Earth Day’s 50th anniversary on Wednesday arrived in the middle of global shutdowns for the coronavirus pandemic, and increased animal sightings weren’t the only environmental side effect of humans staying indoors. Compared to the last five years, Paris had 49 percent less air pollution in March, and levels of smog in Los Angeles were down by 29 percent, according to NASA measurements.

The bluebells in Belgium’s Hallerbos forest are so beautiful, tourists aren’t allowed to see them this year. The flowers, also known as wild hyacinth, would draw so many visitors officials decided to close parks and parking lots and ban non-locals to prevent the spread of COVID-19.

Two hours among the giant sequoias of Yosemite, drinking in reams of information from a National Park ranger, will redefine anyone’s interpretation of “a walk in the woods.” 

The great spotted lanternfly, a planthopper native to Southeast Asia, flies in people’s faces, lands on them, and dumps its sticky waste everywhere. Residents of Pennsylvania, where the species invades this time of year, are fighting back with vacuums, dish soap, sticky tape, and whatever else they can come up with. Lori Beatrice from Phoenixville, Pa., estimates she and her husband have killed thousands of the lanternflies swarming their yard. “It’s disgusting,” she said. “It’s like waking up in a nightmare.”

A neighbor, leaning over my fence while our dogs played, said: “The world as we know it could not exist without insects, but the world without humans? It would be better, infinitely better, than the world as we know it.” 

He’s well read and well traveled, but in my heart I know he’s wrong. God pronounced creation “good,” that is, until He made man. On that day, he surveyed a world where men and women were fruitful and multiplying and having dominion over “every living thing”—and for the first time He pronounced the world “very good.”