As I was approaching a school zone today I saw what looked like a blackbird or crow flying up and down, trying to get at something in the street. When driving closer, I saw one of its own, dead in the street. Could it have been its mate? It seemed to want to get close to the bird but was prevented with each passing car.

After driving past I decided to return and retrieve the bird from the street. Even though its soul had passed I couldn't imagine car after car, driving over its corpse. A bit self-conscious with the line of cars filled with a parents to get their children, I used a booklet to get the adult bird. Gently I placed it own the grass, near the lake. Here its fellow bird could visit.