July 26, 2005
goodbye cruel world?
I found a dead bird in the back yard today. She, I think it was a she, was a warbler of the yellow variety. I think she'd hit the window and died.
I was going to bury her, but then thought it might be better to leave her in the woods with some flowers to ease her way back into the food chain.
So I used a trowel and put her in the woods. I went to get her some flowers. When I came back, though, she was gone. Or I couldn't find her. I put the flowers down anyway and hoped she was okay.
Earlier in the day, Sprocket had examined her and found that she was worthy to pass into the next world. Extending the blessing of her nose and then looking up at me with those eyes that are so full of, um, bigness, she nodded. She says that it's all going to be fine.
Last weekend, I was at my parents' house. A hummingbird had died. PTAMom had his carcass, if they're that small are they still carcasses?, sitting on a bench. He was sad. His neck feathers were still iridescent, but he, alas, was not nearly as sparkling.
Is it the season for finding birds like these? BrilliantEditor has also seen these sights. I worry that I must face the cruelties of the world. I worry about that every time I face them. And the world can sometimes be a cruel place. Still, I refuse to believe that the world is always a cruel place. Even my little bird was beautiful.
Posted by dotty at July 26, 2005 11:34 PM