that the sweet baby birds are gone today.
Unfortunately I fear the worst as one of the
fledglings was found dead.
I know this is a part of life and nature, but it
does not make the discovery any less sad,
painful, and very heartbreaking. My husband
will help me bury the little one tonight.
I am a complete puddle of tears. All I can
think to do is to hide away in my studio and
paint to help preserve those wonderful moments.
I am ever so grateful for the brief time I had with
these miracles!
A last remembrance and goodbye.
UPDATE 4/21: We buried the remains of the little one
last night at dusk, near the grave of the Indigo Bunting (see
post, here).
Initially, I removed the nest but decided to put it back in the
wreath. I don't know if there will be another visitor this year?
If not, then perhaps next year we will be blessed with more
miracles. However, hubby and I have formulated some ideas
to thwart off predators for the next time.... hopefully, giving
the little ones a better chance.
I have asked my dear friend, Katherine Dunn, to create a special
stone to mark their resting place. Katherine has a wonderful
post about this topic that is currently up on her blog.
11 comments:
I guess it is the way of the world, but sad none the less.
Thanks Holly for your comment. It is natures way but hard to accept sometimes. I feel very lucky to have had the opportunity to watch them up close.
Oh-how heartbreaking. Poor little babies.
My heart goes out to you and Mama bird. Nature is so cruel, sometimes. (((Hugs)))
I know what you feel, as nature can be a hard thing. Thanks for sharing this with us.
Devastating; we see it here all the time: encourage wildlife in our garden and then a sparrow-hawk scythes through the air, a speeding car, or next door's cat or do. Babies or adults, it never ceases to hurt, even though we know it is the way of the natural world.
The sadness that death brings is an affirmation of love for life and of the capacity to open ourselves to others. May we never become indifferent to death.
Last year we had a nest of wrens, built in the flower box, facing inside. We were delighted to say the least. Counted one, two, three...five eggs!...five little birds. Ahh! They were about 1/2 grown and one day they all disappeared...suddenly, sadly! I can feel with you completely! Here is a hug... (I love your site!) BJR
Oh BJR... Thank you so so much for sharing your experience!!!
We buried the remaining little one last night at dusk. Initially, I removed the nest but decided to place the nest back in the wreath. I don't know if there will be another visitor this year... if not, then perhaps next year we will be blessed with more miracles. However, hubby and I have formulated some ideas to thwart off predators for the next time.... hopefully, giving the little ones a better chance.
Tracie, How sad, I'm sorry to read this. Sigh, nature can be wonderful and devastating at the same time.
so sad. yet often the way of the world......i'm sorry.
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