tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post373456664961738843..comments2024-03-20T10:17:53.388+01:00Comments on tales from the birdhut: memento moriSaskiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-63002096737195702012012-07-24T21:39:05.158+02:002012-07-24T21:39:05.158+02:00...although the rats were not quite as sentimental......although the rats were not quite as sentimental, rather they viewed it as dinner, so the bird has truly disappeared.....Saskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-53068891055286327312012-07-24T20:30:04.856+02:002012-07-24T20:30:04.856+02:00thank you Dee, a little tenderness goes a long way...thank you Dee, a little tenderness goes a long way......Saskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-63661125947930703722012-07-24T00:09:57.106+02:002012-07-24T00:09:57.106+02:00I understand the impulse to honor these little dea...I understand the impulse to honor these little dead creatures... your photo alone is so tender and beautiful!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-69026065640300473132012-07-21T15:47:42.016+02:002012-07-21T15:47:42.016+02:00it is indeed a feeling beyond words, the sense of ...it is indeed a feeling beyond words, the sense of being part of EverythingSaskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-6524693208783878672012-07-20T12:20:49.472+02:002012-07-20T12:20:49.472+02:00i think they speak to us without words...speak to ...i think they speak to us without words...speak to our deepest selves about What It All Isgrace Forrest~Maestashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15853978388902544613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-31747153852486885002012-07-19T15:55:36.781+02:002012-07-19T15:55:36.781+02:00hi Heather: a story with a happy ending:
the other...hi Heather: a story with a happy ending:<br />the other day I found a tiny toad floating in the dog's outdoor waterbowl, I thought it was dead, but when I tipped the bowl to pour out the water it swam out and sat itself in the sun to dry off, a couple of minutes later it had disappeared into the bushes, I was so relieved!!Saskiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10974723368542754165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254503312795252536.post-79180666579286090422012-07-19T06:08:47.243+02:002012-07-19T06:08:47.243+02:00I do that too. Often we come across a deer skeleto...I do that too. Often we come across a deer skeleton in the woods. I will make a little shrine with twigs or stones.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17188002198879523397noreply@blogger.com