June 5th, 2011

Labyrinth - Through dangers untold

Baking blackbirds

I finally pried myself from bed this morning when I heard a loud squawk coming, every few minutes, from somewhere near by. By that moment, it had paused. No further sound heard, I went on with the beginnings of morning. C. settled down to work in his office - and it shortly became quite clear what the source of the squawking was. There was a bird caught in the chimney.

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I went upstairs to cheer with C - when Collapse )

And that is how we now come to have the correct number of birds stuck in our chimney.