This week’s long run was in perfect, perfect, perfect weather, of the kind you can only dream of – not too cold, not too hot, with just the lightest of breezes to keep things interesting.

The gulls were still out in full force, taking advantage of the low tide and scaring most of the other birds away as they flocked along the river.

Still, I got to see two cormorants fishing, diving to great distances.

Or just hanging out on the trees:

A great 10k run, the last one before the Tel Aviv marathon.