A sad thing happened as we were driving to Eyebrook resevoir on this sunny weekend. A partridge flew into the side of another car, and fell into the road in front of us, as we were waiting to turn. I could see him still moving, so got out of the car to see if I could do anything. I picked him up in my hands to carry him to the side of the road, but the life quickly faded from his shattered body. As I laid him on the grass, I realised that no matter how insignificant his life seemed when viewed in the context of things, to him it was everything - and it was all taken away in a split second. This experience profoundly moved and saddened both my partner and me, so I felt that in some way, this photo taken on the day of his passing might serve as some memorial to his life and ultimate end, and to the passing of all similar "insignificant" living things, with whom we all share this life, and ultimately this same fading away.