There's a Little Bird that Somebody Sends

Anyone remember that haunting, bittersweet song by Marianne Faithfull? I saw this little bird in a gorgeous shop in Isle sur la Sorgue in S France some years ago. The words came into mind then and I brought it back home where it sits at the edge of my little herb patch. I love it because it brings back memories of lighthearted times - of the song in the sixties and of being in France on holiday with my dear friends and family.

As I lost my friend in August this little bird can stop me in my tracks and cause me to reflect and mourn.