A jumbled nest of little wooden birdhouses hang patiently waiting for their occupants return in the morning sun. Their tiny eyes open to the new day peep out at the world for their feathery tenants to come and go. Weathered and worn by the elements the cling to the solid timber fence in a blending of warm rustic colours and texture.
It's a busy little town, unobtrusive in appearance yet bubbling with fluttering life and chattering happy noise. Tucked together for security companionably, a tiny burgeoning village of feathery friends.