American Woodcock

This woodcock must have been migrating north--in the middle of January--to the Great Lakes or shores of New England. Or was it just lost in the big city? It flew into a skyscraper in downtown Atlanta and I found it dead on the sidewalk.

The Wood duck flew into a skyscraper and broke his neck. He is the most colorful of American ducks and belongs along the woodland streams in the South, not on the pavement. 

Here is a sparrow who lost his life mid-flight downtown. 

I bury the birds I've found on the sidewalk in the back yard, but my friend Art says I should build an altar and burn them to let them re-enter their true element. 

I found this little warbler on the sidewalk downtown. Birds fly into skyscrapers and their short lives are cut even shorter. I wonder who they are and where they are going. 

Recent photos

November 5, 2008, the morning after Obama's victory, I went to the Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial and took this picture of two men praying--paying tribute to Dr. King. 

Here is Desmond, who stayed with us over Christmas, posing with the scarf I finally finished.