Oh dear friends , I just wanted to say how I love bamboo. I love everything made of bamboo, bamboo floors , bamboo houses , bamboo chopping boards, bamboo plates , bamboo furniture, bamboo bird feeders, bamboo cups, bamboo everything. I just wish I could grow some of those amazing, big, tall thick green stalks of bamboo in my garden at Clover Cottage. I know they would make Clover Cottage look very tiny in comparison but Oh how wonderful it would be to hear them swaying and creaking in the wind at night .
It's Ok though I am still very happy and very grateful for my huge oak tree, it is a lovely old tree and a perfect home for my blackbird's nest.
Love from Sherbetx
Showing posts with label blackbird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blackbird. Show all posts
Friday, 10 April 2015
Monday, 16 September 2013
Sherbet looks into the birds nest
My dear friends from nearby and far far away. Here I am again in my vegetable garden at Clover Cottage. I must tell you, that as I was waking up from my dreams, very early this morning, I heard a magical sound coming through my bedroom window. It is a sound that I have been hoping to hear since discovering a new birds nest in my oak tree. Yes ! Hooray ! Hooray! The sweet sound of chirping baby birds was coming into my ears so I jumped out of bed and ran straight outside to my garden. I quickly found my old wooden ladder, climbed up my oak tree and tried to see into the nest. I stretched my Sherbet Sheep body as far as it could go and I just managed to peep into the nest
Oh how delightful! There in the nest were 4 baby blackbirds with their beaks wide open waiting for their breakfast. I felt a little bit sorry for them as their mother was nowhere to be seen and I knew that however hungry they were they would probably not like to share my breakfast of boiled egg and toast so I came down from the ladder and sat patiently to watch for the mother blackbird to come back. It only took 5 minutes before I saw her flutter to the nest carrying something wiggly in her beak. At last I could stop worrying . Love from Sherbetx
Oh how delightful! There in the nest were 4 baby blackbirds with their beaks wide open waiting for their breakfast. I felt a little bit sorry for them as their mother was nowhere to be seen and I knew that however hungry they were they would probably not like to share my breakfast of boiled egg and toast so I came down from the ladder and sat patiently to watch for the mother blackbird to come back. It only took 5 minutes before I saw her flutter to the nest carrying something wiggly in her beak. At last I could stop worrying . Love from Sherbetx
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