Joy as a bower bird….

“It’s back again to finding a way to assemble twigs and wire, a porcupine quill and a pencil eraser into an organized arrangement. It’s my way of giving purpose to a very small percentage of the hundreds of objects I’ve collected over the years.

There’s no doubt if I had been born a bird I would have been a Bower bird decorating the pathway up to, and around, my nest (on the ground) with every sparkly object I could find…….