These are the days when Birds come back—A very few—a Bird or two—
To take a backward look.
These are the days when skies resume
The old—old sophistries of June—
A blue and gold mistake...Emily Dickinson.
[images via Holga {Paint with your and shoot from the heart}; close your eyes, open your mind tumblr; without melissa tumblr; olivewoodgift(dot)com]
6 comments:
fabulous fabulous.. I love these images..
Fly Little Bird... Be Free!!!!
xxx Julie
I'm trying...to be free:)
Your photos are so pretty. I love birdcages! I used to collect them years ago. Now they are in storage somewhere.
Oh, I'm so sorry they had to go to storage. Well, that does mean you aren't putting the children in them:) (I'm joking...)
I'm going to visit you soon & ask where you got them all. In one place or travelling. You've had so many adventures, Romanian Mystery Woman.
The last birdcage in your list - I first saw one just like it in a magazine in the late 60's and wanted it so badly. I then saw it in a shop in NYC - it was white with turquoise trim - but it was very expensive. I would love to have birds singing in my house, but I could never keep one caged.
My Earl once brought a bird in the house (he never hurt anything he caught) and let it go. I was in bed and it was flying all over my bedroom. I woke my husband and said, "Look how beautiful that bird looks flying around in this purple room." He was not amused.
Catherine
Oh, I love the image of the bird flying around the purple room...I can also see the unamused male visage. I have often exclaimed such wonders at goofy things & have seen 'the look.' I have been very indulged though so I'm not complaining.
That is a Tunisian birdcase, maybe from Sidi Bou Said, a town near Tunis/Carthage (though they're all over the Mideast they're known far & wide, I'll bet it was Tunisian.) I love them, too. I couldn't have a bird...I can just see Julie looking in the Julia Child right now. Ahem.
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