This morning I stopped to move a robin out of the road in the park. He/she had been hit, I imagine, while flying low across the road like they do in the mornings, and seemed stunned. There were a couple of drops of blood- I don’t know if that robin will live, but I hate the thought of him being smashed by a car. So I moved him to a grassy area where, hopefully, he can recover or, at least, die without cars whooshing around him or smashing him. I often don’t like the intersection of nature and technology. Later- checked on the robin at lunchtime. He was alive and hopping around, don’t know if he could fly but was mobile enough to get out of the way of the grass cutters when they come.

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