I’m still building book shelves. Since I detest sagging book shelves, making them all out of 2×12’s. Anyhow, all my material is stacked on saw horses just off the end of the house so I can skillsaw the boards, then, slide them through the master bedroom window to save a walk around the house. My wife felt it was also a good spot out of the wind to put up about six thousand hummingbird feeders. Well, five thousand and 999 since the bear ate one. These feeders have brought an easy twenty five different hummingbirds in aerial battles ALL DAY LONG. Now that they have no respect for me since I’m always working, they literally fly through my armpits when I raise a board to move it in these elaborate dog fights to control a favorite feeder. Finally, at days end, I hit the sofa as the sun was going down to enjoy the sunset minus dog fighting birds. Still have no screen door. Whoosh, then, the sonar sounds. Have three big eared bats flying through the house. Does it ever end?