Don't know what to do about the endless litter of masks in the streets. I suppose the road cleaners get them up as and when but they are speedily replaced. Don't like to touch them which is probably silly, its just they seem so intimate. Perhaps wear gloves for the task.
Here's the Aude this morning - featuring the town Heron, walking slowly around the foot of the bridge looking for breakfast. Never seen him catch a thing but he persists.
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