We enjoy watching the birds that come to our bird feeder, especially this week, the Indigo Bunting has delighted us with their beautiful vibrant color. Last night one of the Indigo birds flew against our kitchen window and seemed to be stunned.
While the bird was trying to compose itself, it was sitting on my palm for a little bit and the girls were quite happy that they got to see it up close. But then it tried to fly off my palm and hit the ground and it was gasping for air and died. Then we were sad.
The girls took turns holding the dead bird before the burial ceremony. Rebecca was so happy to hold the dead bird and asked if she should have a sad or happy face for the picture and we told her she should have a sad face, she replied she didn’t know how to make a sad face and Abigail chimed in, “I can have a sad face, like this”.
Looking for a burial spot
Found a spot
|The girls thought they could come to pray at the burial spot each day. What a lesson we shared about life and death. Priceless!|