Scouting the Canopy

I scrambled straight off the blanket and used the sofa back to vault up onto the wide wooden windowsill. That glass pane showed a whole sprawling jungle out there! Right as I caught my balance, a plump brown sparrow swooped down and landed on the stone ledge on the other side. I puffed up my shoulders, leaned right in, and tapped a padded knuckle against the glass. Thump. The little bird cocked its head, eyed my red tie, and didn't even flinch before taking off toward a giant leafy oak across the street. My knuckles are itching to climb those branches out there!