I have this birdhouse and it’s full of nest like stuff. I think I see an egg. A blue egg. A brown egg. Maybe green eggs and ham. But I like spam. It’s who I am. Maybe I’m Popeye. So back to this birdhouse.
a place where birds like to live. it is a small house where there is food for them and gives them shelter. birds should like birdhouses but sometimes they do not use them. they are man made and usually made out of wood. i made a birdhouse once.
I gave both sets of grandparents birdhouses for Christmas. I think as you get older you like to watch birds more. I still haven’t figured out why that is. My grandma always tells me about the band-tailed pigeons when I visit. Is it because they can move easier than she? Escape?
birhouse?? no se ni lo que es!! donde viven los pajaros?? where the birds live?? i though it was a kind of pasta!! :S :S
anyway, nunca abandones el nido… s
Actually and honest-to-whatever, I’ve got one attached to my garden shed. No inhabitants as yet (and it’s been there for about nine months) – I’ll have to take out a classified in the local newspaper, thus ensuring we get a better class of tenant: literate avians.
The birdhouse hung empty under the sagging boughs of the tree, sadness oozing from beneath it’s eaves. It ached for springtime, for the quiet chirping of chicks.
home. a place for a little birdie. sweet. delicate. a real gift to sherri. love to see bird life in it flourish. miniature version of your home. if only it was that simple. it can be.
she stepped into the light. when her eyes adjusted she could not believe them. everything had been destroyed. nothing stood where the house once was: nothing save a painted blue birdhouse.
oh man. where to start. i’ve been meaning to make bird feeders for the backyard visitors for over 3 weeks now. this is a sign. a sign from the heavens. this new years weekend it will happen. then they can come all winter long and snack on my glorious creations. and hopefully some will find refuge.
I got one from a kid who was selling them at the library during a kid’s craft fair. I felt she painted really well but still think her very unmodern clothing was uncomfortable for her, however it was probably a religious background forcing her to wear the high collared ankle length dress. Only 13 years old I’ve ever seen
There was a birdhouse in my tree when I bought my house. The tree was already starting to grow around the bird house. I thought it was so interesting that the tree was growing in around the birdhouse. We left it there, and now the tree has swallowed up the house!
Sometimes when I look outside, I’ll see the birdhouse that was left at my house before I moved in to it be mine. And I see the same birds go there everyday. It seems like they’ve been living there for some time, even before I moved into this house. I always think to myself, how many bird families have lived in that same birdhouse, and for how long?
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Birdhouse is a house for birds. It keeps them try and warm. It also keeps birds cool. They even can have babies in there. BUT also can house nasty little wasps and yellow jackets nests. They are pretty to look at and can help you bird watch. They are very educational!
One time my brother made a birdhouse. It’s still laying against the garage, empty. Last summer some wasps built their nest in it. I think we sprayed them away, but I can’t remember. The summer is lapsing into a bunch of platonic memories.
fun watching birds come and go, come and go… eating the seeds that I’ve left out for them. Maybe some spring, a young birdie couple will rent out the little birdhouse and build a family… cute little robin eggs, speckled with blue. Looking forward to Spring!!!!!! Are you?!?!
birds live in them. sometimes you can put bird feeders next to them. i have two bird houses in the game farmville. I never had a birdhouse before. There is a bird that lives in my chimney.
I was just thinking about birds. About the magnificent avian warriors who stay the whole winter up here in Canada. About how mcuh I appreciate them, and how much I resent those damn geese with their yearly free pass to Florida. I always feel like they take summer with them when they go. If the tiny little chickadees can stick it out, why can’t they?
I stared at the birdhouse for several hours, waiting for someone, anyone, to call. I don’t know what I expected from them – perhaps I had delusions of grandeur – but I couldn’t help but think that they were going to.
bird and house,omorfo roz spitaki,spourgitia treehouse, brecon, auto pou kremouse i aunty sue gia na trwne ta poulakia,poulia na petane,vroxi,omixli,kelaidismata,ilios
When I was a child, my mother used to have this incredibly obsession with birdhouses. She used to wander out back, sit on our hanging porch swing and just watch the birds as they came and went from one of her many houses. I used to wonder why she used to do that and until recently had no idea. The feeling of intense relaxation and peace from sitting there watching such a beautiful form of life was almost breathtaking.
Lovely birds who like to sing. Green finch and linet bird night and gale black bird how is it you sing? Once upon a mattress hass a nightengale that likes to sing to keep the princess awake from the pea underneath the mattresses. I can’t wait to go to sleep i am so tired but i can’t goto sleep because of the pea underneath my mattress.
i hate birdhouses. birds don’t even want to go in them, and old ladies decorate their houses with them, and they’re just so dumb. like a bird wants to go into a little gazebo, or church, or schoolhouse. that’s just crazy.
one time at summer camp we had a craft thing going on and i decided to paint a birdhouse. i dont know what ever happened to it. all i remember is that it looked pretty crappy. i wish i was older when i painted it because it could have been a master piece.
birdhouses are cool. Me and my bestfriend had to paint one once when we were like 8. His mom always fed the birds.
Ok, actually birdhouses aren’t that cool. They’re just there. But birds are cool. So i’d think that their houses are at least equally as nice.
I have this birdhouse and it’s full of nest like stuff. I think I see an egg. A blue egg. A brown egg. Maybe green eggs and ham. But I like spam. It’s who I am. Maybe I’m Popeye. So back to this birdhouse.
a place where birds like to live. it is a small house where there is food for them and gives them shelter. birds should like birdhouses but sometimes they do not use them. they are man made and usually made out of wood. i made a birdhouse once.
I gave both sets of grandparents birdhouses for Christmas. I think as you get older you like to watch birds more. I still haven’t figured out why that is. My grandma always tells me about the band-tailed pigeons when I visit. Is it because they can move easier than she? Escape?
birhouse?? no se ni lo que es!! donde viven los pajaros?? where the birds live?? i though it was a kind of pasta!! :S :S
anyway, nunca abandones el nido… s
Actually and honest-to-whatever, I’ve got one attached to my garden shed. No inhabitants as yet (and it’s been there for about nine months) – I’ll have to take out a classified in the local newspaper, thus ensuring we get a better class of tenant: literate avians.
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The birdhouse hung empty under the sagging boughs of the tree, sadness oozing from beneath it’s eaves. It ached for springtime, for the quiet chirping of chicks.
home. a place for a little birdie. sweet. delicate. a real gift to sherri. love to see bird life in it flourish. miniature version of your home. if only it was that simple. it can be.
she stepped into the light. when her eyes adjusted she could not believe them. everything had been destroyed. nothing stood where the house once was: nothing save a painted blue birdhouse.
is where that little bird lived in the far away trees in the far bule woneder that littel thing all by its self
oh man. where to start. i’ve been meaning to make bird feeders for the backyard visitors for over 3 weeks now. this is a sign. a sign from the heavens. this new years weekend it will happen. then they can come all winter long and snack on my glorious creations. and hopefully some will find refuge.
Birdhouses are pretty and fun to make. They make a fun family project. And birds like them.
I got one from a kid who was selling them at the library during a kid’s craft fair. I felt she painted really well but still think her very unmodern clothing was uncomfortable for her, however it was probably a religious background forcing her to wear the high collared ankle length dress. Only 13 years old I’ve ever seen
I already had this word :p
Birdhouse in navy blue through my Mother’s window on a bright post Christmas morning.
There was a birdhouse in my tree when I bought my house. The tree was already starting to grow around the bird house. I thought it was so interesting that the tree was growing in around the birdhouse. We left it there, and now the tree has swallowed up the house!
It’s too cold for birds to be in there birdhouses. There are ice cycles everywhere, and the birds have flown south for the winter.
a birdhouse sits in my yard. there are no birds because it is too cold. the snow must melt. then there will be birds to hop and eat and make me smile.
Sometimes when I look outside, I’ll see the birdhouse that was left at my house before I moved in to it be mine. And I see the same birds go there everyday. It seems like they’ve been living there for some time, even before I moved into this house. I always think to myself, how many bird families have lived in that same birdhouse, and for how long?
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flowers and trees, surround the place. Humming birds love to visit, bees linger, like gingerbread men at xmzs. I’d love to be the homeowner here.
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This is where the cute girl on the subway goes when she gets off at the rich end of town. Good luck ever finding her again, you sad boy.
Birdhouse is a house for birds. It keeps them try and warm. It also keeps birds cool. They even can have babies in there. BUT also can house nasty little wasps and yellow jackets nests. They are pretty to look at and can help you bird watch. They are very educational!
One time my brother made a birdhouse. It’s still laying against the garage, empty. Last summer some wasps built their nest in it. I think we sprayed them away, but I can’t remember. The summer is lapsing into a bunch of platonic memories.
fun watching birds come and go, come and go… eating the seeds that I’ve left out for them. Maybe some spring, a young birdie couple will rent out the little birdhouse and build a family… cute little robin eggs, speckled with blue. Looking forward to Spring!!!!!! Are you?!?!
birds live in them. sometimes you can put bird feeders next to them. i have two bird houses in the game farmville. I never had a birdhouse before. There is a bird that lives in my chimney.
tweeeet tweeeet!
birdy num-num. I always remember that!
I was just thinking about birds. About the magnificent avian warriors who stay the whole winter up here in Canada. About how mcuh I appreciate them, and how much I resent those damn geese with their yearly free pass to Florida. I always feel like they take summer with them when they go. If the tiny little chickadees can stick it out, why can’t they?
I stared at the birdhouse for several hours, waiting for someone, anyone, to call. I don’t know what I expected from them – perhaps I had delusions of grandeur – but I couldn’t help but think that they were going to.
tweet tweet. wings in air, swooshing, barrelling to body and fit into coziness. Home, warm, snug.
Wooden comfort.
bird and house,omorfo roz spitaki,spourgitia treehouse, brecon, auto pou kremouse i aunty sue gia na trwne ta poulakia,poulia na petane,vroxi,omixli,kelaidismata,ilios
When I was a child, my mother used to have this incredibly obsession with birdhouses. She used to wander out back, sit on our hanging porch swing and just watch the birds as they came and went from one of her many houses. I used to wonder why she used to do that and until recently had no idea. The feeling of intense relaxation and peace from sitting there watching such a beautiful form of life was almost breathtaking.
Lovely birds who like to sing. Green finch and linet bird night and gale black bird how is it you sing? Once upon a mattress hass a nightengale that likes to sing to keep the princess awake from the pea underneath the mattresses. I can’t wait to go to sleep i am so tired but i can’t goto sleep because of the pea underneath my mattress.
i hate birdhouses. birds don’t even want to go in them, and old ladies decorate their houses with them, and they’re just so dumb. like a bird wants to go into a little gazebo, or church, or schoolhouse. that’s just crazy.
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one time at summer camp we had a craft thing going on and i decided to paint a birdhouse. i dont know what ever happened to it. all i remember is that it looked pretty crappy. i wish i was older when i painted it because it could have been a master piece.
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