Hope with feathers...

I found the perfect home for a beautiful glass vase Danielle bought me from our favorite Baltimore haunt, Trohv. She gave it to me at the rehearsal dinner and said, "hope is the thing with feathers."  When I was in elementary school, my class went on a field trip to a farm. In the gift shop they had a set of blown glass mallard ducks and my mother bought them for me. When we got home she pulled out an oval cosmetic mirror and we grouped the duck family swimming on the 'water' and I was entranced. I put a mirror under this collection of birds my grandmother made. Under each ceramic bird is her trademark, a birdhouse.