Amanda Joe spent a lot of time on farms when she was a kid, and having seen a lot of dead animals, she thought she was used to death. But then she passed a fallen bird's nest on her way to school one day. The small pink bodies lying on the ground never left her memory. “They looked like they were sleeping,” Joe said. “The stillness of it is what scared me as a kid, silence, stillness and something is just gone now.” When something is gone, you do one of two things: bury it or let nature run its