Showing posts with label blackbird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blackbird. Show all posts

Friday, 10 April 2015

Sherbet loves bamboo

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

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