Many many years ago I bought this small decorative birdhouse perched on a curvy wrought iron stand. The artist had a roadside stand in rural Maine...he was a really cool guy. The birdhouse was birch with a lot of rustic charm.
It lasted a LONG time through many many Maine and Massachusetts winters....but just last year it had completely fallen apart.
I had some pieces of barn board from the family farm in Wisconsin....and asked Jim, our handyman, if he could build me another house.
I told him to keep it simple. I wanted the house made from the red side of the barn board and the roof from the back of the board. I didn't want it functional...just decorative.
He took it home for a winter project...and just brought it back to me a week or so ago. He absolutely nailed it...pardon the pun!
It's simple and sentimental...and the perfect for the wrought iron stand. He drilled a shallow hole and painted it black so it would appear to be an actual hole.
I'll have to see if I can find the star that was on the original one....if fell off years ago. But I also like it just the way it is.
It sits along the fence between our patio and our neighbor Anna's. I may be done with the bottles...but they're staying for now. The wild blueberry bush wreath is new...and I still love my wrought iron dancer.
I absolutely love this view of my garden from the patio...which now includes this sentimental house from home. And the most heartwarming thing about it is that he gifted it to me and wouldn't let me pay him. As someone who is enjoying giving things away these days...I didn't even try and talk him out of it.