Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Nesting

Hello, Dear Ones. While my most tiny big toe is getting better I decided to play around with a little vignette on my coffee table on my sun porch.

Our weather has been really beautiful - sunshine and nice weather (sorry Most Snowed In Ones! ). Spring is in the air so it was time to let the little birds out!

I made mama bird a little tiny nest in my milk glass footed bowl. This bowl shows up all the time all over the house with flowers or fruit and now birds in it. I do love this bowl! Can you love milk glass footed bowls? You bet your robin's blue eggs you can! :) I didn't have a nest large enough to fit this bowl so I poked in a few little moss balls. She seems to love this ~ just look at that smile! :) I'm wondering if she's trying to pop out some more eggs? Time will tell! :)


As you can see, the baby birds have hatched and are sitting on a couple of olden books. I don't think they're quite ready to fly off yet as they're staying very close to their mama!
Oh, I think I must go sit down and milk my accident with my tiny big toe! :) I'm such a little stinker! :)

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you a little Note Song ~

Snowbird

Beneath it's snowy mantle cold and clean,
The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green.
The snowbird sings the song he always sings,
And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring.
When I was young my heart was young then, too.
And anything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would do.
But now I feel such emptiness within,
For the thing that I want most in life's the thing that I can't win.

Spread your tiny wings and fly away,
And take the snow back with you where it came from on that day.
The one I love forever is untrue,
And if I could you know that I would fly away with you.

The breeze along the river seems to say,
That he'll only break my heart again should I decide to stay.
So, little snowbird, take me with you when you go,
To that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow.

Spread your tiny wings and fly away,
And take the snow back with you where it came from on that day.
The one I love forever is untrue,
And if I could you know that I would fly away with you.
Yeah, if I could I know that I would fly away with you.
~ sung by Anne Murray