Field guide No. 192
A taste of silence
Tuned to sugar.
A blue tuning fork stands in a mound of white sugar, sending rings of floating grains out around it.
Field noteTuning forks do make sugar dance. Hovering in rings is sound promising more than it delivers.
Also possible, also breaking physics
The colour goes homePigment that runs uphill into its tin offends gravity and drying times. Logic is unbothered.
Tiny flame, enormous gustA flame that blows a gale gets energy from nowhere. A physics outrage, a logical shrug.
Shell serviceConches have long been held to the ear. Wiring one up is easy; floating it is the hard part.
An unscheduled migrationPlastic bags do fly. Holding a V for a whole coast is the biological overreach.