Totally Off Topic - I love sparrows. They are so tiny and yet there is a life in them. I just love them. That said, I don't know why, but I keep finding dead baby birds. I found one a couple of weeks ago and wrapped him up so something wouldn't eat him. Today, I found two that were barely out of their shells. They had no feathers. First I saw one, and then the second which, unfortunately, someone stepped on. On the other side of the complex I saw one of the residents who was very busy planting flowers. I walked over and complimented him and then I told him about the baby birds and asked if he would mind burying them. I told him I just didn't want to put their tiny bodies in the trash. He kindly agreed and dug a hole. Then he asked me if I would like to say a prayer! So I did. And that was that. I felt that all was well with the cycle of their tiny little lives.
OK. I'm weird. I think I'll go make a Lean Pocket for dinner since hubby is working overtime again. Over and out.