You never forget your first white-winged scoter, a big black sea duck with a white curve above each eye resembling the Nike ...
It was a rainy Sunday morning at the beginning of March and I was suffering from cabin fever. It hasn’t been a particularly cold winter, but I had been cooped up nonetheless. Saturday had gone by ...
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