Friday, 26 November 2010

Sad Demise of a small Bird

It was the sharp tap at the window that alerted me to the fact that all was not well. I went outside and discovered a small bird lying dead on the path. It had flown into the window and was dead. Close scrutiny revealed the delicate nature of its feathers. I was struck by two things. One, the frost that gathered on its feathers and, two, the prehistoric looking 'armour' plates that protected its claws.

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  1. Oh I know how you must feel to find this poor creature. I could write at length about the sad demise of birds within our garden, and maybe, one day, I will. Right now, thankyou for the comment you left on my blog; I am so grateful and glad you liked what you saw. Ann.

  2. Oh so beautiful and so sad. I have this happen way too often. Some occasions have been especially heartbreaking. But one time a hummingbird hit the window and fell to the deck below. I ran out to get it before my cat had a chance at it. I held the wee thing in my hands, studying it, before putting it on a table while I went to get a shovel. Dug the whole to burying it then came back to pick it up. As I began to walk to the little grave it awoke and stayed in my hand a few moments before it buzzed away.

  3. Poor thing ! Beautiful bird though... and I know what you mean about prehistoric plates... they are like dinosaurs...

  4. I did the same thing last Winter with photos of dead fish that had washed ashore in Florida. I couldn't resist capturing their fleeting beauty.

  5. Thank you, Anne. It would be nice to hear of your experience of the subject.

    TAL. A hummingbird? Fantastic and so glad to hear it recovered.

    Thanks, Owen. Not a patch on your turkey, though!

    Hi Sharon, Dead fish - did you post them or have I missed it?