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Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 3, 2025

Sad But Beautiful


Today's post is sad because this beautiful creature is dead. I found it in my yard. It was not beneath a window, and we have no cat or other predator pet. I see these birds so seldom, it was distressing to find a dead one.
indigo bunting


Yes, it's an Indigo Bunting. They are such a stunning blue. The best you can do when you find some dead creature is to study it and increase your knowledge base. I'm not even very sad when it's something common, but this one hurts a bit.
indigo bunting


In other news: I was going to check in my gear for the NY trip, but I ended up spending most of the day updating my author web site because it needs to be in tip-top shape for viewing- I'm hoping to get into a particular book vending event, and they need to see my web site. You can check it out at Books Leaving Footprints. The list of events I'll be at this summer is updated.

A little gardening happened too. A (very) little rain. Still hope for some decent precipitation overnight, but radar shows most of it sliding by.

See A Cruel Fate

Saturday, January 11, 2014

The Cute and the Sad

 
More pix from yesterday. These were taken on a bush near someone's bird feeder. There were quite a few adorable little chickadees.

chickadee"

But as I was trying to catch focused pictures of chickadees, I realized there was sadness in that same bush. The cold weather had claimed two blue jays.

dead blue jay

dead blue jay

There were evergreens around the edge of the lawn. You have to wonder why the jays were out in this relatively open space instead of sheltered. Did they get so hungry they risked going to the feeder and then couldn't make it back to the trees? Why two? Were they a couple?

The chickadees paid no attention to the bodies at all. Are they even aware there were dead birds in the bush?

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