oday is Mosaic Monday, and Mary from Little Red House, is hosting this lovely day.
Do birds daydream about mansions,
Or decorating their homes?
Do they dream of where they might move,
Or do they simply find cute little neighborhoods deep in the woods?
I sat watching the birds from my window, flying to and fro, collecting dryer remains from my vent outside. It made me daydream...
I wonder, 
Do birds daydream of new homes, as they sit in their nests?
Or are they as content as I think they are, and dream only of today?
The song for this post is Over The Rainbow. I embellished my photographs with wonderful birdhouse brushes I purchased from the fabulous Rhonna Designs, she is also part of The House of Three.
While I'm not sure about other birds that aren't magpies, this bird sits contentedly, but I also dream of new nests and shiny objects to fill them!
What a delight you are, Karen!
I love to come here and dream along with you. Thanks for the escape. It made my week complete.
XO,
Sheila :-)
Hi Karen, I had a rare few moments of leisure today and picked up a copy of Artful blogging. I saw your beautiful work in not one but two articles! Wonderful, I couldn't be happier for you. Have a wonderful week my friend!
Oh so magical...okay, I agree with you...the little birds take no care for homes or food or clothing because they are perfectly secure. What a blessing that must be. You do provide your little birdies with quality digs, I must say!
oh!, I just love that white bird condominium!
lovely post - as always. Your mosaics are always so nice!
Karen, This is so creative and beautiful. I really enjoyed every image!
Hi Karen,
I never get tired of birds! Enjoyed your mosaic immensely!
Amanda
Karen, these images are so delightful, and I ponder your thoughts. Just today while out on a walk I watch a bird with a mouth full of long grasses flying away to its nest. It brought back images of long ago when I watched a bird for about an hour. I was sitting on my deck and this bird would fly down to the ground below, search for a twig, get it between its beak, fly off to the nest. Sometime the bird would return with the twig, drop it, and search for another. It made me view the building of a nest in a new light. This bird was a carpenter selecting just the best for its home. If I were a bird, I'd be oh so content to move into that lovely white multi-room mansion that sits high up on a pedestal. :-)
Happy week to you! ~ sarah
Missed you today. It was so glorious. The fair was great. They have it a few times a year so maybe we can go then. Check out my blog. At the end I have shown my new dream house. I'm obviously easily pleased!
Karen..
beautiful shades of blue..
Loved the birdhouses..
hugs and smiles..
Loui♥
This was so delightful, Karen! I love your bird illustrations and your wonderful photos. I am always in awe of the miracle of re-birth in the Spring and the cycle the birds have of building a new nest each season.
♥ Pat
Oh Karen, such beautiful photos and Photoshop magic! It's always such a joy to visit here! thanks for snaring at MM> :)
Oh Karen,
I have fallen in love with birds just recently. We have a robin that has built her nest right next to our front door on the beam of the overhand and it is such a treat to watch her. This was a lovely and poetic dream post and I love it so!
Have a magnificent Monday dear one! Anita
My goodness what a wonderful post. Thought provoking and beautiful. Thank you. This was a glorious place to visit today! Cathy
Very creative, Karen! We have birds in our little houses now, including some noisy babies! have a great week!
Good morning dear friend,
Kindness is like water...it refreshes our souls and nourishes our gardens so that the fruit of the spirit can continue to grow and delight all who enter the garden. Oh, do I constantly have to TEND my garden and pull the weeds of unkindness, DAILY!!!!
Carry on....Anita
well I completely love all of it. I still cannot fathom how birds sleep in the trees without falling out. Or how do they know that they should sleep in trees if they are not lucky enough to have a house of their own ? And why don't they fly when it's raining ? All very puzzling... Chris Packham would know...
Beautiful mosaics, at times I do wonder what birds think too. We have lots of them, though I've never seen a nest. They are always perching on the edge of my water lilies or lotus pond, either drinking or bathing. Happy week ahead..hugs/M
Sweet! And I'm sure they thing about nests, eggs and food and singing - not necessarily in that order.
Why is it that birds sing, wake everyone up, as dawn is coming - then after around half an hour they all go back to sleep again? Meantime, I'm wide awake!
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