A "Tweet" Collection

Birds are among the most fascinating creatures on earth.

There are so many thousands of varieties, from the tiniest of humming birds to eagles with their sweeping wingspan. For whatever reason, I've always loved birds of all kinds.

Personal collections may have origins in childhood. Many different birds line windowsills in our home. As a little girl, I remember the excitement of finding pale blue eggs in a bird's nest in the back yard of my childhood home. They were so small and perfect. When the babies were born, my sisters and me were thrilled and tried to see them from our bedroom window.

One summer day, I found a small, featherless creature on the ground. A baby bird had fallen from the nest and died. We buried her and gave her a small grave marker. It may have been one of my first experiences with death and my heart ached for the dead baby bird who would never learn to fly!










(This little fellow is made out of a black cow horn! Looks like he's singing to the sun.)


(This is one of my Mexican, hand-painted birds.)


(Here's the hand painted Mexican ceramic bird's girlfriend.)

In spring, isn't it wonderful hear choruses of birds through the open bedroom window? Mourning doves sound rather melancholy but it's still pleasant to hear them.






(These might be blue birds of happiness so I hope they stick around!)


DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE KIND OF BIRD?