We made a pleasant discovery this past weekend while sitting in our chairs on what will be our new terrace area. We have a view back at the cottage itself and noticed a pair of blackbirds busy going back and forth at the short row of conifers by the terrace at the back doors. We got up closer and you could hear the hungry cries coming from deep inside...
There they were in a nest with open mouths waiting for food to help them grow. It was fun to enjoy breakfast Sunday morning on the terrace outside. We could hear the babies cries every couple of minutes as mommy or daddy blackbird returned with some more. It is a simple thing like this that makes both Jos and I feel very contented. I am looking forward to taking a little peek again when we go back up to the cottage on Friday...
On my last trip to Brugge, I had purchased this wooden child's hanger. I thought it was so cute and had been looking for one for an authentic baby shirt I bought in the villages of Bunschoten/Spakenburg. I was pretty sure it would not work for that shirt because of the form but really liked it so decided to buy it anyway. It doesn't work for the shirt but I got out the box of my own baby clothes.
Now my mother will correct me if I am wrong, but this is my first Easter dress. I know she has a photo of me taken in this dress in my baby book. It is a little white dress with a yellow pinafore decorated with flowers. This dress fits perfectly on the hanger and it is fun to use one of the dresses to decorate with as they are otherwise tucked away in the box.
"Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,
Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?
The king was in his counting house counting out his money,
The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose!"