Remembering Little Bird

If you followed the saga of little bird–which started with Morrie bringing him to a visitor in his mouth, you know the eventual sad ending. (If you haven’t read that saga, you can go HERE to see what I’m talking about.) At the time, I buried him in my marble flower urn and hung a seed stick for his parents in the boughs over the urn. Thought you might be interested in seeing how it has evolved since then.  Little bird resides under where the mother bird stands.

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My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

3 thoughts on “Remembering Little Bird

    1. lifelessons Post author

      The cross is actually a paver washed ashore at the beach I go to. There were several of them pitched up against my porch in the sand and I couldn’t figure out where they’d come from. I thought perhaps the cemetery down the beach and then it occurred to me what they were! of course, they came home with me!

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