the nothing ,anything ,everything thread

[opmania]

This is a thread with no particular

Topic so no one can be off topic 🙂

So if anyone out there has something 

To say about anything you like now

Is your chance

Keep it clean 

And be nice 

See how long that lasts

Can we keep politics and religion out 

Of the conversation 

[tasfleur]

[imastawka]

[ecar3483]

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[imastawka]

[ecar3483]

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[ecar3483]

I've "mostly" built a bridge - I'm using a garden stake as a hasty fill in piece where the final unfinished section is.

The cockatoos, bless their little hearts, have been amusing themselves by either chewing through the plastic cable ties that are meant to hold the stake in place, or chewing the stake.

It's softwood, you could cut through it with your thumbnail, so the feathered fiends have taken to it like it's the best toy they've ever been given.

Toy? No, bird, it's meant to be a temporary fill in piece of the structure.

Temporary? Does that mean you don't care if it doesn't last very long? (Maniacal cockatoo laughter....).

If I take what's finally left of the stake, make it into a bird toy - drill a hole in it and hang it from a piece of wire, they'll ignore it.

It's like the cat I  heard about.

The owner bought some stuff online, including a wind-up toy mouse for the cat.

They put the box it all came in aside, and wound up the mouse.

The mouse went round and round in circles, the cat watched it, and then went and sat in the box, ha ha.

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[ecar3483]

I'm running out of bananas, cute, funny, passingly relevant...

When the choice is this, which is at least amusing, and The Big Banana, I know I've pretty much hit the end of the line.

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If you were to ask her, Little Piano would tell you that she is not so little, anymore.

The days of her being stepped over, or brushed aside are gone.

It seems that someone bigger than her has squeaked at her, squealed at her, snarled at her...

Whatever it takes...

Because of this, she has decided that she is a Growned Up Possum, now.

No more of this blissfully casual browsing on the big table, no.

Now, the slightest sound sends her spinning, on the spot, a quarter turn, instantly aware, ready for anything...

She eats, and while eating, she looks around, suspiciously...

Her ears are forever ready to catch the slightest sound of danger...

She's a Growned Up Possum, now... ha ha.

My little girl, all grown up, ha ha.

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[ecar3483]

Those rainbow lorikeets, so entertaining...

She shuffles along, grazing, picking up pieces of food here and there, while he dances around her like a demented kangaroo - "Notice Me! Notice Me!", ha ha.

A little later, they do what birds do...

Fascinating... to be there to see the courtship and then beyond, something else to add to my catalogue of interesting experiences.

And then it comes to writing about it...

And there's no easy way to do that.

The description of a simple, straightforward act becomes bogged down in metaphors, mired in euphemisms, another helpless victim of the stifling prudishness of the internet.

Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it, but you'll really want to tiptoe round the subject if you want to discuss it online, ha ha.

25 days is the best estimate I can find for gestation, so, all things going well, the little one/s should be hatching in early June.

I hope they're hardy, because this is not a fun place to be, mid year, if you don't like the cold, ha ha.

Of course the question is, now, do I wish them all speed and luck in their endeavour, or do I quietly sigh, under my breath, and say "Do I really need more rainbow lorikeets?".

At this rate I'm going to have to learn how to make sugar water the right way, ha ha.

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[tasfleur]

Of course you need more rainbow lorikeets!  The more the merrier, they are so very beautiful and you will love the extra colour as they sprinkle their gorgeous colours all around you xxxx

[ecar3483]

Their wing tip feathers are yellow and black, with a hint of green, the very same shade of green as the plastic leaves which have been plucked from various pieces of artificial "shrubbery".

I keep having to stop, and look twice - Is it a feather..? or a "Leaf"...?, ha ha.

They leave body feathers, too, bright orange, yellow and red, half the size of a fingernail, or less, depending on the size of the fingernail, ha ha.

They're just about impossible to pick up, due to their size, but I've worked out that licking my fingertip, first, works.

If I want a damp fingertip, ha ha.

Picking them up is a very hit or miss affair.

Upon seeing them it's best to abandon all other current projects, and act, with haste, to secure them.

They have a way of disappearing...

The top centimetre or so of sunflower seed husks, leaves, dirt, moves, sometimes several feet, across the space of the day and things get buried, ha ha.

The birds are very efficient at foraging, but show no concern whatsoever for my feather collecting, ha ha.

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