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frolicingintheforest:

My heart sank when I saw yellow feathers littering the street. Anyone who knows me could tell you about my love for birds, they are my weakness. If I were an animal, I would be a bird, I feel such a connection with them. With an aching heart,  I took his soft body into my hands, still warm. A deep sadness always comes over me when I see such a lovely creature dead in the road. Animals are so precious to me… far beyond any words I could write. I felt I had to show my love an respect for him.

We were on our way to my friend Jerry’s house nearby, so I took the bird with me. Jerry didn’t know quite what to think when I showed up with dead bird, although I don’t think he was much surprised. All my friends are pretty used to my fascination with dead things.

It started pouring the rain, and sunlight was starting to fade. I quickly began collecting flowers for the bird. There wasn’t much to choose from in this city environment, mainly leafy plants. This resulted in me picking nearly every clover bloom in Jerry’s yard. No one knew exactly what I was doing, and I’m sure I looked quite crazy running around in the rain picking clovers frantically heh. I even robbed some flowers from the neighbors. 

I made a pretty little arrangement to commemorate this beautiful bird. Usually I make such displays more extravagant, but I had to work with what I had. I didn’t have my yard full of flowers and ferns to work with. But, during the whole process, I realized all that wasn’t important. Showing respect was the only priority. I surrounded him with plants from where he once lived, he was a city bird, I’m sure he enjoyed his life here. It all fell into place quite well.

I started out with heavy heart, and felt nearly as broken as the bird itself. But throughout the process of collecting flowers and plants, dancing barefoot in the rain, and arranging everything… a weight was lifted from me. I had done my part, and I felt great joy in knowing that. I was thankful for the opportunity to touch such a gorgeous animal, and to shower him in love, even in death. Thankful to be able to return him to the earth, where he may rest. May flowers grow from his heart. (:

thespiritfox:

We lost Earl Ragnar, our favorite Beta fish. 

& we were sure to give him a viking’s funeral as such a magnificent fish as he deserves. 

See you in Valhalla my friend. 

Sail, Ragnar. Sail. 

knittingneedlesandninjastars:

These are some photos of little memorials I left for animals that passed away that I have found walking around campus.
It’s sad, but beautiful at the same time. Everyone deserves respect. Even in death.

pelusios:

2014年9月23日

一昨日の晩、俺のミリメートル・リリーが死んだ。今日は、薔薇の木の下に葬って、向日葵の床に寝かせたんだ。墳墓の上に、向日葵の茎を置いた。
この子鼠は俺の貴いペット。
ご冥福を祈ります、ミリちゃん。

One of my mice, Millimetre-Lily, died the other day. I buried her today under a rose bush with a sunflower bed.
These mice were my first pets and, although she was probably sick when I got her and it’s been barely longer than a week, losing her was really hard for me. Part of me feels silly because I feel like somehow there’s something trivial about a pet mouse, like it really shouldn’t bother me, but it does. I’m extra worried about the one I still have. I haven’t decided if I’m getting a new one to replace her yet, because I read mice do better in small groups and can get depressed if they’re by themselves and stop eating and drinking, so it depends on how Tilliminatese does over the next few days if I get more mice.

pukakke:

pigeon-hime found this little fledgling who might have fallen from the nest and broke its neck. She buried it in the garden where she got the flowers from so that it may give back and become flowers of its own. ✿

hexaphi:

runescapecunt fashioned and photographed a daisy and lavender burial for a poor lil bun we found deceased in our driveway 🐇🔄 🌱 🌌

anogreinthegarden:

Precious baby

anogreinthegarden:

Precious baby

emrakijo:

Cig Harvey

as i was heading home i found this beautiful goldfinch in the middle of the road. i pulled over & saw that it was still alive, using all its strength to keep its eyes open. i scooped it up & held it thinking that maybe i could nurse it when i was back home. this little finch didn’t make it & passed away in my hands. with this being my last day before i return to school, a dying bird is said to symbolize a new beginning. thank you, little finch, for all your strength. your passing will guide me through this year.

(Thank you to spiritbreather for this submission).

as i was heading home i found this beautiful goldfinch in the middle of the road. i pulled over & saw that it was still alive, using all its strength to keep its eyes open. i scooped it up & held it thinking that maybe i could nurse it when i was back home. this little finch didn’t make it & passed away in my hands. with this being my last day before i return to school, a dying bird is said to symbolize a new beginning. thank you, little finch, for all your strength. your passing will guide me through this year.

(Thank you to spiritbreather for this submission).

lilithpearl:

We found one of our turtles, Peachy, dead this morning. It was sad, but we gave him a beautiful little funeral.

May the most beautiful flowers grow on his grave.

sailorslutt:

I found a baby bat and tried to take care of it, it survived three days in a bat house I made and my googling every need of baby bats. They need to be raised by a mother bat because they need that milk. He died and I gave him a funeral. I thought it was only acceptable to kill pretty flowers go rest with him and be with him wherever we go next. All living thing deserves a send off.

sailorslutt:

I found a baby bat and tried to take care of it, it survived three days in a bat house I made and my googling every need of baby bats. They need to be raised by a mother bat because they need that milk. He died and I gave him a funeral. I thought it was only acceptable to kill pretty flowers go rest with him and be with him wherever we go next. All living thing deserves a send off.

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