Monday, April 26, 2010


I found something strange this morning. Just before it flew away I managed to snap a shot:

A bird in my hair!

I've always wanted to know what birds sing about when the hour is early and the air is cold and blue. It seems like an enormous racket to make over the rising of the sun, which happens every day, after all. And why don't they sing when it rains? And how do you make them your friends, so that they'll flutter round your head and perch on your shoulder whenever you like? I took this opportunity to ask.

What do you sing about, bird?

Oh really? That's awfully poetic of you.

I think it's probably more like this:

Well, who wouldn't sing about sunflower seeds? They're delicious.


  1. this post put a smile on my face.


    xo Alison

  2. Very sweet. I get woken every morning by the kookaburras. Have you heard them? It's quite a noise!

    PS. It was a medley of roast vegetables. I think I may have eaten half a pumpkin in there too. Ooops.

  3. I just watched a video of a laughing kookaburra! I like how it tips its head all the way back for maximum laughter. I don't suppose it's very funny in the morning, though.