The baby bird died on Sunday morning. What made that last tiny breath leave its lungs at that time.... What is more amazing is that the tiny breaths managed to keep it alive for such a time as it did. I really think it was a gift to our home: a tiny speck of love. Its presence in our home made us all, for that short time, wonder about how to keep the precious little thing alive.

It was buried in a little hole in the garden.