Eventually he moved enough to get one wing back where it was suppose to be. He still wasn't moving much. Another 10 or 15 minutes passed.
Finally he got up on both feet. And before we knew what happened he was checking out all around trying to decide where he should go. We were going to leave him and go on up to the studio.
As we walked off we heard another hit on the window as the bird flew off. He did fly off of the porch area and I haven't seen him since. When we took a walk that
afternoon I checked the area and haven't seen a dead bird around the back.
But, check out the window. Nothing like the saying, "scared the s--- out" of some one. (note to self -- clean window before it gets baked on!)
I decided the windows must have been reflecting the backyard. The bird was confused as to what was the real out doors and what was the reflection. I'll let you know if he comes back to the bird feeder. My guess is he won't show up. And, I'm not sure whether he has lived through his experience. Hopefully he did.
I have several quilty things to show off but I think I'll wait to post those for another time. Don't worry, I promise to show you all the quilt stuff soon!
Happy Quilting All. Bonnie on her way to the studio via the laundry room (boo!)