A little bird.

Was in our garage most of the day. Washed my car, changed to winter tyres on Mrs B’s car. Promised her so when I drove her in freezing temperatures to the airport train in the early morning. She is now in Krakow with her wine club friends. They visit a new city in Europe every year as they have done the last 15. Back in my garage this little bird sat in the window corner. Couldn’t find the way out. I took a long paint brush towards it. Surprisingly it climbed on. I carefully walked towards the garage door. It sat there and we had eye contact. Don’t know what kind of bird it was. It sat there when I was out of the garage as well. When my air compressor suddenly started with a loud sound it flew away.