A visit to the Inglewood Bird Sanctuary is supposed to be all about the birds but I am not that into birds. It is a lovely place to do a walk about through forest sections, by the Bow River sections, over bridges, by sitting sections and around ponds. I went for all those things arriving just as the sun came up. As I got into my walk and the minutes passed by, I found myself stopping and listening to the birds, looking up to see which tree they were perched in and then trying to capture photographs. My walk ended up being not only about enjoying all those sections but also being captivated by the birds' songs.
It was another bitterly cold morning with light flurries and ice crystals.
The sun tried to shine bright!
I wonder how this happened!
in my heaviest layers yet I was still cold
I was probably cold because I was not moving fast or creating warmth climbing up an incline.
The birds began to wake and they awoke my sense of hearing.
Then time was passed standing still, focusing, capturing photos.
This was my six kilometre route, overlapping some sections.
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