False Knees by Joshua Barkman for April 27, 2020

I’ve said it before; beautiful artwork.

Is that a cut? Definitely some critters around the eye – tick and mites? Looks as if something is on the eye also. And great art work!

Even if there were, would you really want someone poking around in there to get it out?

Did that ant get eaten?

Quite a bird’s-eye view…

Eye disease? https://www.beautyofbirds.com/avianconjunctivitis.html

Eye think this bird is hurtin’ for certain. What’s than moss around it’s eye? Is that an ant digging into it’s flesh? And what’s that green sllime oozing out of its beak?

Spring, 1973. I am sitting in an office on the second floor of the Admin Building, an office of the English Department at Mississippi State University. A cool late afternoon breeze is wafting the sweet smell of Magnolia blossoms through the open window. I put down my paperwork to enjoy the moment.

As I look up, a little sparrow flutters down from the Magnolia tree and perches on my windowsill, stretches its wings, grooms its feathers. I’m less than three feet from it, but it shows no fear. Why? Does it not see me?

Then I notice that its right eye, on the side of its head that faces me, has been obliterated, leaving only scar tissue. A landing accident with a spiky twig? A close encounter with a predator?

How does it fly, land, feed? Shouldn’t it lack 3D vision with only one eye?

It hops, turns, re-orients so that its good eye faces me.

Gone! In a flash!

Lilies of the fields, birds of the air. Magnolias, instead, and a sparrow.

Impoverished Solomon.

Realism! AGGHH NOOOO! Run away!

That’s just gross.

Flick your nictitating membrane twice and tweet me in the morning.

Love this strip!