I begin this short story which began early in July. I had been away from home for a while. When I came home I went for the customary walk about my place to see that all was well. As I headed down the paddock to the bush where the fires in December raged through, I saw a white stripe on a tree. I was hoping to see more of my place regenerating, trees recovering, plants emerging and a general rejuvenation of the land.
Instead this is what I found. Can you see that line of white?
What on earth was that white thing running from the top of the tree to the ground? Once I got closer I realised what it was. A roll of plumbing tape. But how did it get there. I do remember using the tape and putting it on a table on the verandah sometime in late June. And then the reason why echoed through the bush nearby.
Someone who has a penchant for item with a blue hue. Someone who enjoys decorating their space in the hope of attracting a female. Yes this culprit was undoubtedly a Satin Bowerbird.