“Last week, I returned to Normandy and my neighbours told me that they had to cut down the weeping willow that I'd known since childhood.” 

As an object in memory of the tree these birds inhabited, we came up with a feeder that liven up each time a bird come by. Our aim was to keep poetry and lightness like a branch in the wind.

The shape of the roof both prevents the seeds below from getting wet and provides a water supply for birds.

{Crafted with Malo Espercieux.}