When I turned my head up to breathe in the water, a bold bird stared at me. The friendly cormorant swam alongside me, occasionally stretching his yellow beak to the sky. He looked me in the eye when I asked him if he lived here all winter long. Then he dove surfacing 20 feet away, his neck bulging as he swallowed a fish. Satisfied with his snack, he hopped on a rock to comb his feathers with his serrated claw.
Good Omen
Good Omen
Good Omen
When I turned my head up to breathe in the water, a bold bird stared at me. The friendly cormorant swam alongside me, occasionally stretching his yellow beak to the sky. He looked me in the eye when I asked him if he lived here all winter long. Then he dove surfacing 20 feet away, his neck bulging as he swallowed a fish. Satisfied with his snack, he hopped on a rock to comb his feathers with his serrated claw.