In these tough Covid times, let’s remember that our parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents went through wars, destitution, starvation, and starting new lives literally living in holes in the ground in what is now western Canada.
Too many of us have no clue about the sacrifices made by so many to get us to where we are today.
There was no telephone, for most no radio, no TV, of course no Internet, no cell phones. . .
And no grocery stores or supermarkets. So what are we all bitching about?
How soft and entitled have we gotten in a few generations?
Can we not all collectively sit on our asses for a couple of weeks, wear masks in public, and get this done?
Cold and wet, but worth waiting as the sun went down in Fraser Foreshore Park in south Burnaby today.
It’s rewarding when you visit places and see the same animals in nearly the exact spots you’ve seen them before. I guess all creatures are creatures of habit.
I’ve seen this Red-Tailed Hawk several times now in Fraser Foreshore Park in south Burnaby, BC, each time in the same tree.
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