Death- more common than you think.
I found myself routing for a moth’s death just this week while I watched a pair of chickadees chase it through the air. Spring is full of death.
The day of my daughter’s slumber party a mourning dove missing a good part of it’s back sat on my front porch. I laughed a little thinking about how I would get through small talk during the party drop-off while sweeping up the dead dove.
Then I remembered a mourning dove nest I found the day before
I’m not usually “into” mourning doves in general. I shoo them away regularly.
I start to care about them after I see them as mothers, though. Motherhood is some tough stuff.
So I wandered out to check the nest, thinking of the dedicated mother who wasn’t budging from her nest the day before.
Chunks of feathers littered the base of the tree and the branches that cradled the nest. Two eggs were still in the nest, but one punctured.
Death is very much a part of life and surprisingly unavoidable.
I’ll be funnier later this week. It’s unavoidable. (: