Our house is situated in the middle of our garden surrounded by tall trees, offering shade and protection and nesting possibilities for our bird friends. The windows of the house however are treacherous: at certain moments they offer a delusional vision of continuing sky to the birds, to them it would seem they can fly through. So every now and then you hear a kadoonk against a window pane and I rush to see where the poor animal is. Usually they're only stunned and after a bit they get up, hop about for a bit and then take off again, no doubt wondering what it was that hit them.
Sometimes the bird isn't so lucky and when s-he's flying really fast, their speed kills them. The sound of the kadoonk is hard and followed by the thud of the animal dropping onto the tiles around the house.
yesterday was such an unfortunate event, I heard the dreaded noise, the first this year. Initially I couldn't find the bird and was relieved. This morning however, whilst opening the blind in my son's bedroom, I noticed the bird in the gutter; so it had been him. I got out the ladder to climb up to him and carried him down in the sieve.
|he weighs 50 grammes, the measuring tape is in centimetres|