Sunday, June 25, 2017

Lessons on rural life

One of the sad lessons I've learned about living in an area with rough weather is the potential for injury to baby birds. We recently found a nest flung from a tree and yesterday we found 3 baby birds. 2 were dead and one still alive. Mama was frantic.  We put the bird in a box with a towel and set the box in a tree.  When we came back from walking the dogs, we found the baby had flip out of the box.

There are no nearby vets in our area and definitely no wildlife rescue centers.  Made me sad. Seems like I am going to have to toughen up.

Graduations, Big and Small, and that "Talk" with God

Fifteen years have passed since I attended what I imagined would be my last high school graduation. It was in 2003 that my youngest took her...