The other day at work a terrible squawking came from outside. Trudy came in, "There's a kooka on my car!" Then Pa went out with a box and came back with a kookaburra, that hopped and yelled from inside. "It's a baby one," someone said, and we set the box in the corner by the area where we put the bisqued ware. Trudy chewed up some apple and fed it, then Mercury poured water on it. Everyone who walked by joked, "Hey Mercury, put your hand in!"
The kookaburra looked like a big brown kingfisher, had a big sharp beak and made the loudest shrieking noises. He's gone now, the WISE guys took him.
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the human behind the bean
I'm a 27 year old Canadian woman. I grew up on Cape Breton Island, although my parents and their families are from Quebec and Ohio. Currently I live in Cape Breton, in a small town by the Bras D'Or Lake.
I can make a good soup and tie my own shoes. I've worked as a nanny, a potter's assistant, a shop clerk, and a janitor. I've also worked in a library, and taught computers to seniors. I've travelled to Australia and New Zealand and across Canada by train. I spent two and a half years in university before I left. I like the way the air smells in the Fall.
Since 2002 - this is my blog, a place for me to write about life, what I experience, to share my photography and my writing. I'm glad you're here!
I can make a good soup and tie my own shoes. I've worked as a nanny, a potter's assistant, a shop clerk, and a janitor. I've also worked in a library, and taught computers to seniors. I've travelled to Australia and New Zealand and across Canada by train. I spent two and a half years in university before I left. I like the way the air smells in the Fall.
Since 2002 - this is my blog, a place for me to write about life, what I experience, to share my photography and my writing. I'm glad you're here!
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