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A loud thud & a dead bird

On good days, I spend most of my time in my study which is located next to our bedroom.  I get a lovely view of the trees in our churchyard often making me feel like as if I am in a rainforest especially during the summer months when the trees are lush with leaves.  On bad days, I spend my time in bed snuggled under the duvet with a view of the tombstones in our churchyard reminding me of the fragility of human life.

One day last week as I was working at my desk in the study, I heard an almighty thud.  It was loud enough to make me twitch but I was too lazy to investigate.  It sounded as if someone had thrown a blunt object at the window.   I assumed it was one of the many pigeons that congregate in our garden causing menace.  I soon forgot about the loud thud until I opened our front door.  There lay the lifeless body of a small garden bird.  It made me sad.  The sadness quickly turned to anger. Could he not have been a little more careful? Maybe a little less playful???

RIP little bird.