There are not nearly enough baskets on tops of houses anymore. Not nearly enough. I have never seen one, in fact.
I like the idea of a basket full of birds that rests on the top of every house. It’s very fanciful. It seems like a fairy tale world where everyone has a little basket of birds – and the birds are like little secrets that you keep at the top of your house. You can take them out for those you trust – but otherwise, there your secrets sit, just chirping away – enjoying the sun on the top of the house.