Two windowsills actually.
And very jolly they were too, cheering up a street in Chinon. Something tells me the winters are long here !!
I can’t imagine something like this lasting out the week back in Derbyshire. Thieves, vandals or foul weather would be the end of it before you could say “knit one, purl one”.
(I couldn’t make my mind up if they had been knitted or crocheted. It looked very clever in any case.)