a feather on friday foolishness.... :)

some of you will know Mr Bluebird....

he lives with bunnie fufu and the desktop bunch

over on another page in another blogo'sphere

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