As many of you know, I do not believe in God. But, there are times when I come close, like on early winter mornings when I am out shoveling snow as more falls all around me in total silence. Or when those impressive rainstorms blow in, creating a deafening sound and then roll back out, leaving a mossy smell behind. Or when I see baby bunnies, stretching out on top of each other.
Or, during peach season. During peach season, I almost could believe in God.