Santa Cruz, Sunday 15th April, 2007 (from kiwanja’s Flickr)
Category: Fun
Short stories from the canoe – Part 4
There it was! Right in front of my eyes, perched at the front of my canoe. I couldn’t believe it. The last remaining Black Billed Hawksdiver anywhere in the world. As it sat there, struggling for breath, I couldn’t help but think that I’d saved it – the last one. If I hadn’t been here it’d probably have just crashed into the water.
Something to tell the grandchildren, for sure…
The keyword cloud that paints a 1000 words
Who you lookin’ at?
You know how it is. You take a shortcut and end up further away from your destination than you would have been had you stuck to your original route. But sometimes it pays off.
Although it’s hard to believe that I hadn’t seen these before – for those who know the area, Cambridge (UK!) is pretty flat – I bumped into these little beauties taking a short cut to a little village where I live. It’s unusual to see such contrasting technologies literally side-by-side.
Unless, of course, the windmill happens to be powering the mast. Now, that would be neat.