It was fine yesterday afternoon, 3C with plenty of sunshine. I was lazy but I wanted to make a brief record about jogging in this city; base on the saying that no one will regret to go jogging, I pushed myself out of the house.
My "gears" include gloves, bandana and hankerchief. Bandana is useful to localise the ponytail, or to cover the nose and mouth when the air is chilly. Hankerchief is for my runny nose.
The snow is melting.
In the entrance of the Botanical Garden the landmark of Montreal, the Olympic Tour for the game in 1976 can be seen. It is so close to where I live, everytime when I see it from far, I know where home is.
A tour of the garden is approximately 3km, you can imagine it like Kowloon park. When it is winter time it is free for everyone to enter.
The Chinese garden is secluded in the very centre of the botanical garten. The pond was still forzen, but birds were chirping already.
There was no flower and foliage yet, but wildlife. 2 foxes babies were walking back to where they live. The tiny orange thing on the picture above is one of them.
Some people brought their cameras to capture these lovely animals. Among them, a guy told me that the fox couple in the garden made 6 babies two months ago.
I ask him if they have enough to eat, "Il y a plein d'écureuils dans le jardin!" He must find me very naive, I forgot about the almost-too-many squirrels in the garden.
The Olympic tour was there like a finish line.
I left the garden after finishing just one circle. I blamed the foxes and the fox watchers. Too much talking for jogging.
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