The Skylight Stay! Don’t Overlook Your Area of Possible Breaches!

Morning light warmed the asphalt shingles beneath my boots. With the antenna grounded, I paced down the eastern pitch toward a weathered skylight framed in peeling timber. The heavy glass sash sat sealed, locked down by a notched iron stay-bar resting against a brass pin. I wedged the pommel of my saber beneath the oxidized hinge seam, breaking the crust with a dry crunch. Bracing both boots against the shingle grit, I levered the frame upward until the iron bar settled into its second notch with a sharp clack. A dry draft of cedar dust rose from the attic below. An interior breach is open.👀👀👀👀👀👀😎👈🏽