Aspen was filling the water tanks this morning, and noticed that there was something splashing in the water. She kept looking at it and saw that it was a baby bird! She hopped into the dingy with a broom as a paddle (the dink does have paddles, but she didn't want to un-velcro them from the inside of the dinghy, and she needed to hurry, so she grabbed a broom from the boat.) She rowed over to the bird, scooped him up, and the brought it back to the boat; Then she wrapped it up in a T-shirt to warm him up, and my mom called the nearby bird rescue place. (marathonians: The bird rescue is behind Crane Point Nature Center, along with a museum) A man drove out in a van to come pick the bird up, and Aspen about had a fit because he put the bird on a holey shirt into a cardboard box, then folded the lid closed on itself. She was just sure that Savannah (that's the name aspen gave her) was going to get hurt.

The bird was what looked like, to me, a baby sandpiper; He was only big enough to fit in Aspen's palm. He has the long goofy legs and beak that sandpipers have. The bird-man agreed and said that it probably was some kind of piper.

Our dinghy has a new seam separating; We'll have to get it shipped in, again, to get it fixed, again. Whoopee. Aspen and I have begun attending Calvary Baptist church here, and we love it. We took part in a charity sale last Saturday morning, the proceeds of which went to help a sister church in Haiti. I love it. Hope all is going well with all of you out there!
Love,
Annakah on Kama Hele