A Houseful Nest on Our Window Ledge

A houseful nest on our window ledge 

I so love it when birds make nests in my house. Somehow, it gives me the satisfaction that they probably find a sense of safety here, and that's the reason they chose this place to set up a new home and start a family.

All day, till dusk falls, there is frenzy of activity in the veranda. Dry grass and sundry variety of straws strewn all over...all topped with with a busy chitter chatter, as if they are discussing the nitty-gritties of setting up a new home and advising each other on what kind of grass will keep the newborns more comfortable. Listening to them all afternoon, I let me imagination run wild.

Their chattering fills the house with such positivity. As if all's well with the world.

A Duck Tale from Lansdowne

In the misty mountains of Lansdowne, there lived in a serene lake, a quacky family of 3 little ducks.

Their friendly neighbour Mrs. & Mr. White Duck visited often, and together they all went frolicking around the lake, going all quack quack.

One day, White Duck Junior too obediently  followed his parents around, though shyly ducking all the questions about his new girlfriend, the little Birdie.

The little Birdie lived in a beautiful house, nestled on a sprawling tree, not too far from the serene lake.

Soon after, the duck fraternity approved of White Duck Junior & Little Birdie's match, and one day at quack of dawn, they came up this church and had a quick little wedding and lived happily ever after.