Leave the house, black trousers, white shirt, blue jacket and walking shoes. Go for a walk in the park, take the slow path up the hill, do something for the lungs and the heart. Spring is here, all the leaves have their fresh green again, just like last year.
Walk up the path by the devil's bridge, and on, all the way up to the bench at the top. Sit there, panting like a dog, shortness of breath, unfit, lack of exercise. A young woman coming up the path looks and grins. Well, isn't it all right for her.
Get up and walk over to the enclosure, allow the rheas to nibble at the fingers. It is forbidden to feed the birds, because of the fear of attracting wildfowl. Still, they are curious. Their bite does not do any damage, they have hardly any power in their beaks.
Go on up the path, and take a picture of a flower.
A daffodil.
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