Birds on a stick

A walk along the beach on a balmy (for this kiwi still in winter mode) Saturday was a delight in itself. But there was this one piece of driftwood sticking out from the sea, covered in shags, that made me smile. And of course, I always think of Helen when I think of shags. That’s delightful too.

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