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 

[marwi_3023]

I once picked up a Crimson Rosella juvenile that had been hit by a car and took it to the bird lady.
Eventually she rang me and I picked it up and released it where I got it from.
I often wonder how it faired but either way it did better than if I had left it where it was.
I help turtles cross the road when I see them. Sometimes they have been run over already and are bleeding.
I have probably only prolonged their suffering because all the other drivers seem to delight in deliberately killing them but I can't leave them to die like that.
No one slows down and I often feel that some truck drivers are upset that they haven't been able to add me to their list of road kill for the day

[ecar3483]

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[ecar3483]

There's been some particularly enthusiastic bathing taking place, today, so things will need refilling...

Glances at clock and groans... Nearly 4... The day's getting away from me...

But it's not... because 4 is actually 3, which means that I still have an hour to hand...

And what am I going to do, now?

At 3 I did the things I would have done at 4, and now I have nothing to do until 5, or is it 6...?

The sun is in the wrong place in the sky for it to be the time shown on the clock...

Should I draw the curtains, to block out the sun, even though that will give them even more time to fade...?, ha ha.

I can't rely on the cockatoos to be accurate time keepers, as it's always "food o'clock" for them, ha ha.

I think I shall have to "modify" a couple of cheap travel alarm clocks...

One to be marked "Summer time" and the other to be marked "Real time".

That way I'll know what time it is... Well... maybe... ha ha.

There are few funnier sights than a freshly bathed currawong sitting in the sun, feathers fluffed out, slowly falling asleep...

With the emphasis on very nearly falling, ha ha.

It's okay, it would've landed in the bird bath, but that would've been a rude enough awakening in itself, ha ha.

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[imastawka]

Ecar, did you turn your clock the wrong way?

Cos it's 5 o'clock, not 4    hahahahahahahaha

Later than you think

[ecar3483]

What can I say?  Ha ha.

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[ecar3483]

The old man bird turned up, looking (if you'll excuse the eye pun, ha ha) a whole lot better, and in much better spirits...

Having looked through the hole in the roof and decided that there were too many rainbow lorikeets for him to have to push his way through to get to where he wanted to be, he stomped down to the end of the pergola roof, looked over and asked why there wasn't a ramp there...

As I pointed out... Three steps across to the roof... three steps from there to the ramp...

Then it's a simple matter of up and over the possum house and you're on the bridge, where you want to be...

He looked... and looked... and paused... and thought... and then said "I'm too lazy for that... why isn't there a ramp here?", ha ha.

I suppose I should fit a dumb waiter, some kind of simple lift for him...

Something with a simple pull the cord mechanism to raise and lower it...

The trouble is the younger birds will quickly get the hang of it and the day will be punctuated with "Thunk! Waah!... Thunk... Waah!" - We've got a new toy!... ha ha.

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[ecar3483]

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[ecar3483]

Have I mentioned the "Caps Lock" bird?

As the name suggests, everything has to be shouted...

There is only one volume setting - Full Volume! ha ha.

The young bird was up in one of the tall trees and was busy Narrating... ha ha.

The shape of every leaf and every branch, the colour of the sky...

He had an opinion about everything, and no one was safe from it... ha ha.

I'm glad they grow out of that stage, ha ha.

You can't simply sit in a tree and narrate...

No, you have to  hang upside down from branches and wave your wings and narrate...

Or fly around the tree, and narrate...

When I say I'm glad they grow out of it, I think I can be certain that anyone for 5 km around is going to be pretty glad of it, too... ha ha.

I've had my moment of saying "It's not four o'clock, it's not four o'clock, the clock says it's four o'clock but it's not really four o'clock...", ha ha...

I may still get used to this daylight saving thing... Somewhere closer to March... ha ha.

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[ecar3483]

The old man bird turned up again, his eyelid's still swollen and he sporting a large scab on it, now...

He spent the whole time, while he was eating, with the eye closed.

He looked, understandably enough, a little bit sorry for himself, ha ha.

I spent a fair bit of the time while he was eating gently shooing the other birds away - "Give him some space... let him eat... here's a bribe... Stay there...", ha ha.

He picked up a fair bit once he'd had something to eat, and I do believe that having a certain amount of fuss made over him helped, too, ha ha.

I know he played the sympathy card, and he played it very well, ha ha.

The poor old man bird... Awww... Poor thing... ha ha.

Sunflower kernels and sympathy, that's the remedy... ha ha.

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