some of you will know Mr Bluebird....
he lives with bunnie fufu and the desktop bunch
he looks a little different here...
but that's because we change as time goes by
(well that's m'story and I'm sticking with it)
anyway ...:)
he had been lamenting the downturn in the economy quite a bit last we saw him
but as previously and very recently said
things change
sometimes for the better!!!
his house has been updated a little
(even tho' we don't point out to Mr BB that wallpaper goes INSIDE the house not outside)
but being a bluebird we want to keep him happy
if you know what I mean
he is very chuffed with all that has been accomplished
but like most
nearly all
the majority...
basically each and every one of us
he'd like a little more...please
he was sitting on his front po erch
pondering to himself quietly but loud enough for the others around to hear
...I need to feather my nest a little more
a tad....a smidgen....a soupcon (?!!!)...
from across the corner...
over there where one can see the ocean that doesn't actually exist
came a soft voice on a breeze that also never actually blows
BUT
the soft voice said
a feather just happened to have floated in this morn on a piece of drift wood
and it's up for grabs should anyone anywhere desire it
oh that would be just per-fect
squealed Mr Bluebird
no, we didn't know they could squeal either
if we all blow together we could get it over to you
said the owl and the very clever fish who has learned to live out of water
so they blew with all their might
and the feather flew through the air
and
(there was no one around to actually capture the flight)
it sailed over the space and landed next to
dick the chick
who then blew it down to
v
the snow people on the shelf below
they in turn...
and we do all take turns around here
because it is only polite...
blew it with all of their might
(which is not very much at this time of the year
as it is spring and snow persons don't last much lon ....
no we will not speak of sad things here)
the feather whooshed up and blew over to
hooty tooty
who spends his time counting buttons
making sure there will always be enough should he need new eyes
coz counting buttons is hell heck on the eyesight!!!
and down it fluttered onto the level where
Mr BB
resides
(next to a house in much worse shape than his... as it has very large holes in the roof
and
he is beginning to suspect...
is empty and abandoned
but he doesn't say anything coz he doesn't want
"the man"
coming around sticking his big nose in ordering the house demolished
and making a comment about the outside wallpaper affair
plus he likes the tall stand of trees next door
(we know they aren't actually trees!!!)
so an elated and very chuffed tiny little bluebird
with all the strength he could muster
feathered his house nest
and called it a good day's work
the end
(
as soon as I find the instructions page again I will link you up to it and you can make your own feather
should the mood hit you)
hope you find a feather for your nest!!!
xxx