Not so Silly ...

... Saturday.

As I sat inside this morning working on yesterday's pictures I heard the unmistakable (and sad) sound of a bird hitting our window.  I immediately went out to look and found this poor American Robin fledge laying on the ground.  I went back in the house to find Richard so that he could find a box to place him/her in and then went back out to watch over him/her.  I picked him/her up as I waited for Richard to come out with a box.  The poor dear was panting and I feared the worse. 

We placed him/her in the box and put it in the shade to watch it for a while.  I kept checking on him/her and I thought they were going to be okay as at one point they perked up a bit.  But, sadly, shortly after I took this photo ... and as I stroked his/her back ... he/she died in my hands. 

When Richard returned from some shopping he buried him/her in our backyard.  It was the right thing to do.  I'm always saddened by these occurrences as I feel to blame in a way.  And I wish I could have done more to save him/her.  You know how much I love all my wildlife ... including all the birds.   Please have a look full screen.