August 6, 2009

I hate nature. Well, I don't hate it. I just have a hard time with it. Today while walking to the mailbox, I found a bright red feather. Ooh, a male cardinal! I thought I was so lucky. But on the way back to the house I found another and another and another. Uh oh. Then I found a downy feather like a breast feather tipped with red. It looked like the male cardinal met an unfortunate end. Indeed, tonight the female cardinal made her nightly stop at the feeder and she was most definitely alone. Usually she is with her mate, who would sometimes feed her and watch for danger while she ate at the feeder. I feel very sad for the widow cardinal tonight.