
In my neighborhood park some uniformed animal staff were armed with huge nets. They caught this cormorant who was holed up in the roots of my favourite willow tree. The “ chief “ was a chatty type who explained that the bird was exhausted from coughing and they were going to take him to a sanctuary in hopes of curing him.

To requests for help with wild birds or animals. I always think of cormorants as being sea birds but …. The expert told me they live close to all sorts of water.

It was such a lovely day that I even went to the other park. – the one with the toboggan hill!

It certainly feels steeper as I toil up and down.
A little spark tells me the Camino Finisterre is in my future! Can’t stick to the flat all the time. We’ll see if I can persist. Come on ! Encourage me!
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