Little Village In the Country


Our vegetable garden is completely surrounded with the cutest little village.  I enjoy it so much!  There is a story behind each and every home in this village, and I’d like to share them with you.

I found this first little home in the basement of my Aunt’s Elizabeth’s house.  It reminds me of her every time I look at it.  I left it just the way it was when I found it.  The chipper the paint gets, the better I like it.  This year a family of swallows made it their home.  I was grateful for the sweet little part of an egg shell they left me when they moved out.



This pretty little home is one my Aunt Zellie painted.  She is a beautiful painter.  Three sides of this house have beautiful scenes, depicting different seasons, on it.  See them below.








This next home is another similar to the last one.  Aunt Zellie painted it also.  There are 3 beautiful scenes on this house, but different from the last one.  These first three homes have been around for many years.  They went with us to our cottage by the ocean, and are now living in the country!








The next two bird houses are white, but one has a red roof and the other a green roof.  I purchased them from a gentleman who has an antique shop.  He told me they were a pair…a brother and sister if you will…they had been in the same garden for years.  Well who am I to break up a great pair…I got both of them.  😉


One of them (above) went on my garden posts like the other 3 homes I’ve shown you.  However I had a different purpose for the one with the green roof.  I also purchased an old wooden ladder from the same gentleman.  I had seen this idea on Barb’s Blog and instantly fell in love.  Check out her sweet garden ladders.  I also placed a little birdhouse on it that our daughter, Nicole, got as a craft kit when she was young.  The ladder went in the row of blueberry bushes.  Hubby was thrilled because then he “didn’t have to move it to mow the lawn”!  :)





 “Aren’t two sparrows sold for only a penny? But not one of them falls to the ground without your Father knowing it. He even counts every hair on your head!  So don’t be afraid. You are worth more than many sparrows.  Matthew 10:29-31

August 7, 2014 - 10:14 pm

Kathy - Love these! Aunt Zellie is very talented! There’s just something cozy about little houses for our feathered friends.

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