Life In Death

I'm sick of seeing things die. I hate it. Last week, although mum tried to avoid it, we hit a pukeko on the way to work. It was horrible. Then today on the way back from the gardens we went walking at a small yellow bird hit into the windscreen. No one seemed too bothered by it. But of course I was. I can't stand seeing things die. I hate how little people care when animals die like that. It reminded me of the time a cliff slid, destroying most of someone's sheep farm. On the news report they said, "But the good news is, no one was hurt." This was right after them reporting that some huge number of sheep had been lost... All those people would care about would be the money they lost on the farm, because the sheep died before they could kill them for food. This is definitely why I hate people. So many people are so selfish and inconsiderate to anyone else, or any of the other creatures on the planet.
Anyway, rant over. It was a quite good day, really. The gardens really were pretty and I got some gorgeous photos. However, staying for wine at my parent's friend's house for three hours after we came back from walking was about two hours too long for my liking.
Tomorrow plans are cycling with my parents because that means I get to have a swim at ocean spa which I really do fancy. After that mum and I are going into hastings. I need to buy a birthday present, and she wants some things too. Hopefully that shall all be enjoyable. Now I'm going to work on edits of some of todays photos. =]