Thursday, April 3, 2008

Sweet Little Bird

A song by AnnMurray... Snowbird...
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green
The snowbird sings a song he always sings
And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring♥ ♥ ♥

This Little Bird has just learnt to fly… so tired is it that it rest on a little branch… This needle felted little bird hangs off 65cm of yarn with 7 felt beads of various colours and diameter. The little branch was picked from the bougainvillea plant at my parents' house. It was cleaned thoroughly and dried in an oven.

Have you rested enough, Little Bird? When will you fly away?