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.


  1. Thought of you when I heard this in Mass this morning:
    "Are not two sparrows sold for a small coin?
    Yet not one of them falls to the ground without your Father’s knowledge.
    Even all the hairs of your head are counted.
    So do not be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."

  2. Yes, this is sad. Do you remember our picture window in the living room? Birds fly into it all the time. I will all of a sudden be startled by a loud THUNK! But miraculously, most of them fly away! But some do not.


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