"About the time we first hear the Robin's ringing welcome to spring we may listen for the Bluebird's more gentle greeting. No bird's song is more associated with the return of Spring than the Bluebird's."
(Frank M. Chapman, Birdlife, 1897)
I've never actually seen a bluebird in our neck of the woods. Do they visit tiny suburban lots smack dab in the middle of neighborhoods? If they do, we've never been graced with their presence.
I have a variety of bird statues throughout the house but, to me, the queen of the cottage is the bluebird.
I love this old gravy boat. Yes, the gold is chipped with age... even worn off completely in some areas...
And yes, there is a significant chip at the end of the gravy boat...
All the more reason to love it...
Bluebirds = the promise of spring. What a lovely thought after such a long winter!
Right now we're being soaked with torrential downpours over the past several days, a "Nor'easter" of rain and high winds... But the robins are everywhere, loving the warmer weather and all the worms that the rain brings to the surface!