Joseph Starling is back.

I didn't do the cleaning on Friday. so I asked Doris Dyson to do a shift today, and she was happy with that. When I was shaking my duster out of the bedroom window (like you do) I saw the lonesome starling on top of the line post. I could only manage the one shot before he flew away. Another, grey, wet day with no chance of drying anything outside. J spent the morning scraping out the grouting  around the shower, and replacing it with new. Great to see him almost back to normal.