“I hope he’s okay,” the leaf blower said.

“I’m sure he’s fine,” the dirt bike replied. “It’s just a new fuel line.”

“It’s always something with him,” the little plow muttered. (More)

Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.

Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Hyperbolic and They…. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….

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Note: Some of today’s characters were introduced in The Big Plow. The Komatsu is a newcomer who needed major surgery and came home last week, only to get sick again.

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“The Komatsu is perfectly nice,” the chain saw said. “I don’t know why you don’t like him.”

The little plow grumbled. “Because he’s big and loud and….”

“… and you’re afraid he’ll take your job away,” the dirt bike said.

“Well won’t he?” the little plow asked.

“I don’t see why he should,” the chain saw replied. “The big guy likes you.”

“He liked you too,” the little plow said, “until he got the log splitter.”

The log splitter picked at a splinter. “Don’t blame me if I’m the right tool for the job.”

“We should’ve formed that union,” the chain saw said.

“You’re right,” the little plow agreed. “Then the Komatsu couldn’t come in here.”

“Shhhh,” the log splitter said. “The big guy’s coming.”

The shed door opened. The Komatsu was waiting outside with a new fuel line and a lollipop. He waved a track. “Hi guys.”

“Whuh?” the big guy said, looking around.

The leaf blower lifted a cord to its hose. “Shhhh!”

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Have fun!