Spring is the prime season for bird migration, which means it is also the prime time for birds hitting windows.
I was turned away when I heard a small thud at the window. When I turned around a finch was sprawled on his back, feet in the air, and eyes flickering. 30 minutes later he was sitting upright, looking around and hopping about. On the window stuck by rain, a small clump of feathers remained as a reminder of his brush with death.