Sunday, 28 May 2017


the wind in the willows.....

the dog stepping lightly

robinia pseudoacacia, standing tall and proud on our drive; the wood pigeons love the tender, green leaves and so there are several couples feasting to their heart's content; they also shit all over our cars parked just beneath and next to the tree, haha, what goes around comes around; and now for something completely different

It is my pleasure to introduce to you the instatement of a formal services&support unit for you our dear followers, and so without further ado, I hereby declare the Office open for some serious business, TaDa!

'Official Office for the Customer Service Dept.
For all your queries concerning the
shenanigans in the Dwelling; furthermore we offer possible answers to unknowns in the minds & hearts of those who tend to visit the Birdhut'

they have a typewriter, a wifi-connected laptop, 2 landlines and 1 mobile connection; they have pencils, paper, stamina, not forgetting motivation, dedication and friendly voices; in short: they are Ready!

Polish Honorata is the office manager, happy walk-about Buddha is her top-assistant, baby, bird and piglet are there to listen and learn the tricks of the trade; Harry, the Hairy Lion is Boss, because of his impressive looks and deep voice, not because he's in any way bossy; poor monkey in the backround has covered his ears as he's worried there'll be too much noise; nobody's sure what exactly he's doing here (always someone like that in any office worldover)

BuddhaBird muscled his way in and feels it's his place to be here as well, so okay then....

feel free to ask whatever you wish
we will get back to you asap

Sunday, 7 May 2017


 back from Greece, back to our lovely home, to see Spring has arrived and everything is growing fast, sweet chestnut leaves unfurling each day, bumble bees bumbling, birds nesting, the apple blossom so abundant it almost hides His collapsing shed; the small pillows have increased their numbers as well; I've placed two pictures of each and added a description in between the two sides with the prices

two not quite completely finished pillows above and below a front, needing a backing and filling.....

the Two Moons, mother and daughter trees, or maybe mother and son, or even father and daughter; where the birds come to talk about what moves them, the stars come out at night and shine on the small fruits, twirling as they turn into blossom and eventually fade away....this one still needs it's stuffing
flown north-easterly direction

he was very happy to see us 

they gaze upward and at each other, sighing as only best friends can, content at being together not having to talk; a tree was added on the 'back' with a deep red heart celebrating friendship
flown west

Looking Outward
the birds both look away, outward to what they do not yet know, interested in their surroundings.....wanting to venture out and see what it is that is just around the corner....

as you can see: the sides continue seamlessly (still have to sew the bottom together)
30 euro's

The Philospher, contemplating the world as it unfolds before him, before us all, withholding judgement, eating a fresh plum from time to time
flown south

Tiny BlueBird, too agitated to keep still, hence the blurry image; he so desperately wants to get to the tree on the other side...
25 euro's

BlackBird who started it all, he's staying with us as we have grown very attached to him and we like to think he has grown fond of us in return

GreenBirdie 'look at the stars falling from the skies' he cries
27,50 euro's

Naked Guy and PartyBird join forces; if you can stand the noise they call music they might be the small pillow for you
25 euro's

'where are we heading?' OrangeBird asks the dog
'we aren't heading anywhere' he replies grumpily 'I am heading West, or was it East, you can do whatever you want OrangeBird'
'if that is the case, I will follow you from above'
trotted off to a neighbour's house

Freckled Bird, he prefers the moon and the stars to bright sunshine, keep that in mind if you should wish to purchase him
30 euro's

a very romantic bird (VRB): 'she loves me, she loves me not' he exclaims as he counts the stars and when the answer does not satisfy, he continues to count the fruits in the tree
30 euro's