I'm not a collector of 'stuff'. I just don't have the patients to shop for things nor the time to try and keep anything clean beyond a basic living space. Sigh, lazy...possible. Impatient....very likely. Frugal....most definitely.
I was so happy to buy this little guy. The money just flew out of my wallet with out a second thought. When I was a kid my great-grandmother had one of these little guys on her kitchen window. About 4 years ago I was actually shopping (in a store...wonders never cease) with a friend at her favorite 'junk store' and I caught sight of a display of these on the shop window sill. I grabbed one for me and one for Mum.
The Blue Bird is on the window sill in my bedroom. It never fails to remind me to smile when I catch a glimpse of it. Maybe it's because Blue Birds are so rare to see in the wild, maybe it just reminds me of my childhood. Perhaps it's that our stained glass windows at church are just the same magnificent shade of Sapphire. Or it's a reminder of those days when the skys so blue that the sun is positively bursting right out of the sky. Or the water in the gulf stream....that deep blue that is bottomless and you can see the fish right through the water.
I don't know....but that darn blue bird makes me happy! In spite of the fleas, flu's, colds, and sinus headache's, just a short peak at it from under the quilts on the bed is enough to know that all's well in my world....even when the floor around the bed is covered in used Kleenex (ick).