some weed blossoms...

This is what I found on the way home from work as I was frantically searching for something to photograph.

When I got home, everything went all to hell. I found out that our youngest parrot chick had chewed his way out threw the bottom tray of the cage, climbed out, and had fallen into an aquarium and drowned. I feel awful. He was a sweet guy. Now, we have a new batch of chicks from my adulterous parrot parents and this is the circle of life but I feel like crap. Basically, the aquarium was not in use and I was waiting for my daughter to take it down. I should of just done it myself.

Today, I give thanks for the day I was given, the life I share with all the parrots, and Checker's short life.

Update: I failed this little guy. His life was entrusted to me and I blew it...