day 31. thirty one.wind from the west, still

Gus, a squirrel in a bottle cap goggleNUTS

An empty back yard in a hard wind

I'm fine. I'm fine! I am fine.

That is Gus, shouting down at the yard from somewhere above it. On day one the wind took the lawn chair, the mailbox and him. Only two of those came back.

keep scrolling, he is up ↑

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Everything loose went first

The fence posts. The chair. A shirt off the line. Scroll and you go up with the rest of it, past the things that are never coming back down.

400 ft

Other people's things live up here now

Gus keeps a list. He says it is the only paperwork he has ever enjoyed.

go to the lost and found
Gus tumbling end over end inside the funnel

He goes around about once every four seconds. He calls it a job.

1,900 ft

Shout up at Gus

He can hear you but he cannot see which one of you it is. Sign a message so he knows whose voice it is. Signing is free and it moves nothing out of your wallet.

2,100 ft

How full he is

Empty. Thirty one days of empty.

The funnel opens when the token lands. Until then he is just going around.

throw him something

2,400 ft

The quiet part

Gus holding an acorn, calm for a moment

In here it goes quiet and I do not like it. Come see the nest instead. thank you. thank you.

climb to the nest