Window Carnage

Some of you may remember a post from last year about poor Sparrow Doe, a sparrow that flew into our window and died. Well, for some reason, in the past few days no less than six little birds have flew into our living room window. We know this because there is a loud thunk! and then usually some small feathers stuck there. Apparently some survive this massive head trauma, because we have only found two more dead ones outside. The first one Aiden buried in a shallow grave in sand and the last one Autumn found a quicker way to get rid of it.

Then she wrote a poem:

The first sparry

We did bury,

The second a little bit,

The third, when its life it did spurn,

We simply threw in a fern.