I have a confession to make... Remember how I always say I am not a girly girl? How my idea of sparkly is old mercury glass and chrome? Well there is a teeny tiny bit of girliness to me... I LOVE glitter! Especially Martha Stewart glitter! It makes me swoon. Yes you read that correctly, SWOON! But do I use it... nope! Not normally. It sits on a shelf it its teeny, tiny little canisters catching the light, sparkling until November. Yes, each and every November I bring out my minuscule canisters of Martha Stewart glitter when the conditions are just right. Its normally a cold, windy day where the sun shines brightly so that it will glisten and sparkle even more. And I make birds. Doves, bluebirds, birds from old Christmas cards, cardinals, jays, and birds from pretty papers that once lived their lives as shopping bags (thank you Starbucks and Panera for such attractive wrappings!) Out come the jars of clear glass beads to adorn birds made from old linen skirts, cast-off Carhartts, and sweaters long ago out grown.
So today I give the first in 2011's bird series. My little bluebird who hangs askew but makes my heart sing!
mon petit ouiseau bleu
Version deux of mon petit ouiseau bleu living outside our room.