It was bound to happen, and one night it did, just like the song. A bear has found his (her?) way to the schoolhouse. 
I’m calling him a him, although he has the appetite of a bird. At first it was just the one big feeder, and each night he would break one more spindle on the crook. 
Then one night he completely bent the pole, for easier access I guess. We were sleeping in the camper and Kevin spotted him about 3:45am. Big and bulky, and loving him some birdseed. I also want to note, after he knocked one tube down, he wandered over to the pine trees. For awhile there (it was dark) we thought we answered the age old question about bears and the woods, but turns out he was only emptying the bird feeder tube like a pixie stix.
But back inside, we are doing some fun stuff. We took several of the old pictures and compared the window trim, then tried to duplicate it as best we could on the first of the windows. I think it’s looking real close! 
As I was working on the trim, we got a surprise visit from neighbor John and family from down by the lake. It was so fun to talk about the history of the school and our plans for it. Stop by anytime, y’all!
On a final note, I usually don’t promote any specific products on here, but I have to say something about this one because it makes me chuckle. It used to mask the window glass, peels off when you’re done. But it’s the name that makes me grin. 
Happy 4th of July to you all!