Stood in the kitchen, a few weeks ago, I saw a movement outside the kitchen window. Mr.Cobs was out there and up to something. Hmmm. [thinks to self:] I thought I just saw him . . . or did I? Was that a . . . ? Did I see him just . . .?
When he came into the house I asked him:
“Did you, by any chance, just throw a long bit of wood into the bin?”
“Yes” came the reply, “the broom pole (handle) has broken, so I was throwing it away. Why?” “
“Nooooooo!” I said (wide-eyed). “Oh, please don’t throw it away. Can you get it back out again?”.
“Well yes, course I can, but why? What the heck do you want it for?”.
“Well, … I don’t actually know right at this moment …. but I will know. At some point. There’s something inside my brain cell which is trying to send me a message. I know I can use that broken broom pole. Please save it for me? In the shed perhaps? Can you? Pleeeease??“ (I said in my sweetest voice).
So, bless his beautiful heart, he went and rescued the broken broom pole (for folks outside the UK – we here in the United Kingdom tend to refer to the handle of a broom as a broom pole), and put it in his shed. Last week I finally received the message from HQ (aka: my one remaining brain cell), and the message was …. Make Bird Houses!
I showed Mr.C a drawing and gave him a rough measurement, with the instructions: “They don’t have to be perfect, in fact not perfect would be perfect – but can you just cut 3 bits off the broom pole to *this* size, and once they’re cut, if you can give them to me I’ll draw where I want them cut again so that it will make the slope for the roof. Thank Yooooou!” [said in a singy songy way with a sweet, smiling face]. And, God bless his wonderful heart, he cut the wood bits for me, gave them to me and . . . I could tell by the look on his face that he thought (not for the first time) that I was bonkers.
However … he now loves what I did with those three bits of chopped up broom pole.
Let me share them with you, one by one…
Each bird house stands on a ‘slice’ of dried wood, which I then decorated to give it that ‘garden’ feel.
Each slice of wood, which the bird houses stand on, is of a slightly different size, so that there was nothing matching about any of them, other than they were tiny bird houses, a little wonky perhaps, but all of them were stood in a charmed, magical garden, … somewhere.
As I look at each of the bird houses I try to decide which one is my favourite, and I’m finding it quite difficult. Mr.Cobs, however, says his favourite is the wood stained one, with the Red Hot Pokers growing around the base. Right at this moment, I think my favourite is the Copper Roofed bird house – simply because I love that copper roof.
The Copper Roof Bird House has its own Box Tree in the shape of a ball, stood in a teeny tiny (but real) terracotta pot. There’s a waterfall – which aerates the water for the fish, and a rock sited within the pond which is for any passing frog to sit on and spend a little time there. The pond is surrounded by slate stones.
I REALLY enjoyed making these delight filled little Bird Houses. They were so much fun and yet again …. they’re in my favourite size to work with … LITTLE! Hope you like them too!
So … that’s the crafty bit over and done with so now it’s time for coffee . . .
… and … time for me to make you smile:
These are the jokes folks:
Surely every car is a people carrier?
What’s the difference between a hippo and a Zippo? One is really heavy, the other is a little lighter.
When Clowns divorce – is there a custardy battle?
I usually meet my daughter at 12:59, because I like that one-to-one time.
My cat is recovering from a massive stroke. (think about it for a moment …. the penny will drop!)
I have a friend whose name is Fin. Which means it’s very hard for her to end emails without sounding pretentious.
Smilin’ now? 😀
Well that’s me done and dusted. But what about you? What have you been getting up to this week? Had a birthday? Planning a trip? Started Christmas shopping? Crafted something? Feeling poorly? Cooked something new and exciting? Or … has someone been really lovely and/or displayed some kind of kindness towards you?
Do share with me, and tell me what’s going on in your corner of the world.
In the meantime … I send you my love and very best wishes. I hope that life is treating you kindly, and that you know that everyone here cares about you very much.
Have a truly blessed rest of your day. Much love from me ~