34. The Night Heron or Backpack Quack (untranslatable Dutch pun*) 1
Herons aren’t familiar for their refinement. Too often, I watched them fly the streets like a drunk, leaving a trail of nearly beheaded cyclists, due to a literally heavy meal. Or worse: they catch a fish, so big that –oops, silly detail- it just doesn’t fit through their throat. Oh […]
