Where I work is having a festival on Thursday so is moving tables and setting up booths in preparation for the festival.
When I went outside for lunch today, I went to sit on a picnic table out on the lawn and heard baby birds chirping. I looked around, followed the sound and realized - They are IN the leg of the picnic table.
The grounds crew moved the picnic table from wherever it was stored so Mama won't be able to find her babies and they are crying for her! They are going to die in there
I try to remind myself 'it is nature's way' but oh how it pains the heart.
Nothing can be done, but I just wanted to mourn for those little ones. Bird people will understand.