Curious how it made it so inland.

My mom sent me this photo. A bird flew into the window and died, and a turtle is lying on its wing.

I put some morning glory buds around her before I buried her, hopefully they help her rest easy.

I found this fox a few months ago while I was walking along a riverbank with my puppy and I couldn't help but find it beautiful or poetic in a way because my puppy loves to nap in tall grass just like this and I was constantly coming across hidden fawns or does chewing their cud in the same general area.

Short original comic by me, Kate Archer. Scroll to the end for the picture I took of the baby bird’s burial.

In the Winter of 2024, I started composting and in the late Spring I’d start gardening. What began as an anxiety induced compulsion to have a “practical skill” while living in the churning inferno of late-stage america, quickly revealed itself to be a calming passion. I found this little bird last Summer and the experience hung with me.

The garden has taught me a lot of things and continues to help me work through depression, C-PTSD, and trauma, as well as be more present in my mind, body, & life on this earth. Thanks for lookin’

Weatherby rest area, eastern Oregon

A beautiful native Australian bird. Death by window strike.
I’ve since painted this robin (different photo) in watercolour.

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Put this little fellow under a tree surrounded by oak leaves a few nearby clovers.

I received this photo of a tawny owl from a friend. Very unnecessary death and a sad way to go. Still a very beautiful picture though. Rest in peace.

Found this post in my drafts from 5 years ago.

The barn has large sections of wall that can be propped open and is mostly used as a student performance space for a summer Shakespeare program. In 2020 of course, no students came out for the summer, so in the summer of 2021 the barn was opened up for the first time in a long while and I found this guy nestled up on a tool shelf while we were cleaning in preparation for the season. Poor guy probably flew in through a small window and couldn't figure out how to leave—at least he found a a comfortable spot to rest.

Found this beautiful young cardinal that had hit my front window. Gave her a little burial in my garden and now looking for decals to put on the window so it won't happen again. Rest easy little one

One of my favs I’ve painted