Birds falling from the sky.

I know I'm not a mother, but because one day I will be.  For Mother's Day, Mark bought me some flowers for our garden and we planted them together.  While I was pushing some dirt over a plant, a baby bird came falling from the sky, well, it came falling from the rain gutter on our roof.  It nearly hit me in the head and  I screamed with complete fear and then Mark and I giggled uncontrollably, our new neighbors must think we are crazies.  Unfortunately, with the two story fall, that poor baby bird did not make it.  Our garden did end up looking much better than it has in awhile.  Thanks for my Mother's Day present!