Friday, 10 June 2011


I was down the garden earlier watching the Foxes and their cubs  playing out in the back field, then behind me i heard a dull thud, i looked around and couldn't see anything to begin with, then i saw a juvenile Goldfinch laying stone cold dead on the ground.

The poor little thing had flown  straight into  the greenhouse and broken it's neck, i picked it up and it was without a doubt what had caused the thud i heard, as the bird was still warm in my hand, I always think it's such a shame to see something as beautiful as a Goldfinch die so tragically.

1 comment:

  1. This verse from the New Living Translation came to mind: "But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it."