In the dark of the night

this moved into our driveway. I am sure it is giving my neighbors fits of curiosity, but I am also pretty sure they are much to polite Mid-Westerners to ask. (Have you ever felt that phrase is a misnomer, as I have? I live in neither the mid or the west, and certainly not the Mid-West. I digress, once again.) It "belongs" to my friend Shivery Knits and her husband. They have a bit of lag time between closing on their "old" and "new" house. Our driveway/neighborhood is a great place to put a truck for a few days for safe keeping. It did require a tiny bit of rearranging the driveway, but we are more than happy to help out. They aren't moving too far in the big picture of things. I will also have a good reason to go on a road trip to visit when she isn't busy studying.
Apparently the phrase "Build it and they will come" can be paraphrased to "Fill it and they will come." I hadn't seen any
Orioles around yet, though I knew they should have been here. The other day I filled their bowl with some grape jelly and within a couple of hours we had several.
I am now off to meet a late train (knitting in tow, of course!).