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Byrd’s bird

June 20th, 2011 at 13:17

Though she never got a chance to learn to ride a bike, my friend Byrd Ehlmann was enthusiastic about me riding, and wanted to take a class that C.I.C.L.E. offers for adults who didn’t start biking as children. Sadly, she passed away before she could fulfill that desire.

Byrd had a huge love for life. She treasured life in all its myriad forms and loved nature. Living without a car, she wrote about her neighborhood walks and the beauty of what she saw along them.

Not long before she left us, my husband expressed to Byrd his concern about the birds who were nesting on a precarious ledge on our veranda. He had just finished cleaning up the remains of the 3rd or 4th egg he found that had fallen out of the nest. He was disturbed by the loss of life and didn’t want to see it happen again.

Of course, Byrd said, “You MUST build them a bird house!” Not “you should” or “you could,” but “you MUST!”

Sarge didn’t hesitate. In the spot where the birds had built their nest, he put together a sturdy house for them to nest in.

For 3 years, the bird house sat empty. That is, until this month. One day, when I looked out onto the veranda — lo and behold! A bird sitting inside the house!

Byrd's bird

It’s as if Byrd is still here on our veranda, not just in our hearts.

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2 Responses to “Byrd’s bird”

  1. Shawn Says:

    This is fantastic, and I am so glad! Bless Byrd, Sarge, You, and the bird(s)…..Wonderful news.

  2. Gene Kaufmann Says:

    Ditto to everything Shawn said, and thank you Michele for a beautiful tribute to your friend. I was very moved.

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