This is where I was going to take a photo a day in 2012 but forgot to stop. I also write something random to give you an insight into the craziness that is Susan's mind.
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
August 12. Day 224. Flying high
I've read about it. There is even the possibility I may have done
it. Running into things while you are tweeting is apparently a thing.
The truth is I don't actually need to be on my phone to walk into random
things. It is just a special talent. Still tweeting does distract
others enough to make them unusually accident prone. I assumed this
applies only to humans, until this morning. I was walking to my place of
work (yes, it was a public holiday) when a flock of squawking lorikeets
flew at speed overhead. One distracted tweeter flew smack into the
building and then hit the concrete with a great deal of force at my
feet. It just lay there quivering. My first instinct was to tweet to
seek advice. Then I Googled animal rescue organisations and found a bird
rescue group who advised me to put the injured bird into a box and
cover it with a towel. Right. Boxes and towels are not huge supply on a
work day but when the workplace is empty ... So the contents of the recycling box in my office were dumped onto the floor and a coat was collected to from the car and back to the bird. It was still lying there barely moving with just a twitch in the leg showing it was still alive. I bent down to gingerly pick it up when it rolled off its back and took off. Drama over. It was only 9am. Already I had been up close and personal with many high flyers - a much healthier looking lorikeet in the native tree outside my house, the repair crews on the Wheel of Brisbane and the birds in the pool at South Bank. Public holiday?! What public holiday? That's for the birds.