Dear Darling Little Buttercup,
When you come to live with me you will have a roof over your head, no rain, snow, sleet or hail for you. You will be all comfy cozy warm in your birdhouse, complete with perch and a soft sweet pillow nest of ribbon and strings to cuddle you and your egg babies. Inside or outside, wherever you choose, you will love your little house
Hey Nap, I'm not in the contest, but I had all this cardboard and I found scraps of brown paper and I had this moss, see, and I had a ton of birch bark just peeling off the river birch tree and well, I just couldn't resist since I already had a bowling ball mess all over the place. But I'm not in the contest. OK?? But there really is a nest down inside the birdhouse.
