In my cold hand, against my fuzzy coat, he closed his eyes, as if resigned to his fate. I imagined him thinking, “I’m too cold to care what happens next.”
When I set up the date with Al from Ebro Delta Birding for a full day tour of the Ebro Delta along the Catalonian coast of the Mediterranean Sea, he asked me, “Do you have a target bird?” “Flamingo,” was my response. He assured me that wouldn’t be a problem. I tried to imagine a place where flamingos were so common they wouldn’t be hard to find.
