He’s the king of the birds, and this evening he’s eating like a king. The rain has stopped and the worms are coming up for air in the waterlogged soil. The magpie barely needs to work to fill his belly. A human is watching and that’s okay, as long as he keeps his distance. If … Continue reading The Grass is Greener
The rosella isn’t just a squawking, flying, crapping parrot. It’s an icon of Australia, and if it doesn’t conjure images of soup, biscuits, tomato sauce and jam, then you’re just un-Australian. But the Rosella Preserving and Manufacturing Co. wasn’t named after a parrot, it was named after a plant: the Roselle, or Hibiscus sabdariffa. It’s … Continue reading The Scoop
A bird poops on a lady's arm. She stops abruptly on the path. "I ought to buy a lotto ticket", she thinks. A cyclists doesn't see her stop and swerves violently. He drops his drink bottle. The bottle rolls into the street and a car later drives over it. The contents explode over a lady … Continue reading The Bird Poop Lady
A lawyer approached the guy that empties the bins at the mall as he was tying off a bag. “You’re not how I imagined a distinguished ornithologist,” she said. “But you’ll do.” “A musicologist already failed to assist me,” she pointed her nose skyward, “so let’s see if you can do any better. How do … Continue reading The Ornithologist
A (Precisely) 100 Word Story A hand is extended your way. You shake it. He won’t let go. “What’s your name? Where you from? Where you going? Whatcha doin'?” You stutter a response to the barrage. “You seem like an intelligent person. I love your hair. Nice shoes. They look expensive.” He plants the seed. … Continue reading Annoying Encounters
Part Two Link to part one. When Malina appeared in my life, there were many explanations, but my sister agreed to let people believe that the baby was hers. She was already married and some years later she left the property. I since got married and Malina stayed with me and my own wife who … Continue reading The Pelican
Part One Life is very boring. I perform all the same tasks on the farm every day. I feed the animals, water them, check the fences and so on and so forth. I am young. I would like to do something different with my life. We do not have enough money to allow me to … Continue reading The Pelican
Tandi Tales 