Once upon a time a silvery duck basket came home with me and before she could say, "Quackers," I'd grabbed my country-blue spray paint and used her to store fruit. Nope, this ain't her.
I would tell you this is our naked black hen, but I'd be lying.
Because she came with the cutest bread cloth ever...yellow, black and red. Love!!!
Our west-facing kitchen suddenly is filled with sunshine-y cheer each morning.
"Cheep, cheep," greets me as I stumble downstairs to cook oatmeal and I smile.
I don't know where Chez Pooh found her, but I'm sure glad she's living in our cottage now! Some presents are perfectly perfect.