Came home from work yesterday1 to find the invisible tree2 outside the eastern windows full of rainbow lorikeets. More precisely, one adult lorikeet, and a swarm of babies, all drunk on the goodness that is the invisible tree's seed pods.
Wildlife that not only doesn't kill, maim, or harm you but is actually pretty and cheer-making? It's a world gone topsy-turvy!
- I'm told it was a public holiday, but from my side of the dayjob desk, it didn't look like one. My paypacket may convince me otherwise, however 😉 [↩]
- the invisible tree is so named because, incredible as it might seem, I could never see this tree out the eastern windows. What tree? I would say, turning, and at last (again) descrying the great branches scraping against the window. Oh. That tree. How long has that been there? [↩]