Thursday, 20 October 2011

Birdcage Walk

I think we have all worked hard this week.

Shall we just look
at photos of bird cages today?

Perhaps we could have
some background music?
Nothing too demanding.

In my next life
I am planning to have
a greenhouse just for orchids.
White orchids.

I shall hang a choice selection
of ivory vintage bird cages
and the effect will be charming.

You are all invited.
There will probably be cake.
Frangipanes, I think.

14 comments:

MrM said...

La cage aux folles en effet



WV: colly as in bird

kathe said...

Frangipanes are my favorite! I love the lacy patterns of the bird cages.

WV:saggib I hope my gib is not sagging too! xo

blackbird said...

I'll come and visit.

zephyr said...

Yes, please...

Ginnie said...

I have no idea what kind of cake that is, but I'll be there.

rachel said...

I would like to thank you in advance. I hope my situation in my next life allows me to attend.

Menopausalmusing said...

And will we drink from exquisitely painted porcelain cups? (Claps hands with anticipation!)

Thank you for a lovely piece of escapism before I go out to work.....

driftwood said...

I hope there will be tea too, in dainty bone china cups.

trash said...

Would it be alright if I brought something equally delicate, say madelienes? It is just the almond paste in the frangipanes is less than agreeable.

Lady Jane said...

Thank you very much, I enjoyed the music.
And I would be quite happy to eat Trash's unwanted frangipane.

Toffeeapple said...

Beautiful images and music, thank you for providing an oasis of calm in a hectic day. Bless you.


WV kindsyn!

Annie said...

I had been thinking my next life might involve pearl diving in the Arabian Sea, but perhaps I could be persuaded otherwise ... Frangipanes you say?

Paola said...

You got me at cake.
I'll bring some bubbly if you allow me to.

The Coffee Lady said...

Birdcages always remind me of my honeymoon (so they feature on the fabric of our bedroom blinds). We went to Paris, which seemed to be full of markets selling them, for some reason.