#whistle

Echo was experimenting with making ocarinas and whistles, and this early prototype I turned into a little fat bird! It makes a delightful, single note toot-toot. Mostly I am still giggling at the tiny little bird feet.

I was at work finishing up with a delightful queer couple. They left and I was lounging back in my chair, ready to zone out at my phone when I heard my mom whistle. I could not see my mom. I had no reason to think my mom was there. I’m an adult who hasn’t needed to be called in decades. But I was up and moving out of my chair instantaneously because mom whistled for me.