I ordered the beautiful cedar siding at 18 and 20′ lengths in the hope of minimizing waste, but it was a bit much for the old pickup so the lovely hardware store folk delivered it. They had said they would bring it Monday, and bring it they did without dally. I was very much asleep when the holler came up the stairs just after 8 this morning and madly ran for matching shoes to help unload (luckily the driver didn’t mind my rush to clear ground space or half awake bumbling).
Actually, this driver was keenly interested in the house and an acquaintance of my parents so we showed him around. Halfway through the grand tour, my mother casually mentioned that there was a bird in my house, and by jove she was right.
In my sleeping loft window was a tiny black and gray bird looking rather confused that this section of sky seemed much more solid than usual. He smacked into it another few times during the process of my attempts to show him out so we set him on a fence post to recover from the shock, which he did after a few minutes and flew off.
I’m almost certain the door was closed so I’m really not sure how he managed to get in there or for how long he was, but he did appear pretty relieved to be out of it. Hope he didn’t get too bad of a headache from the experience…