Posting that controversial cartoon felt like waving a red flag in front of a bull at a diplomatic meeting.

When the trail grew steep and the summit felt distant, I told myself to put one foot in front of the other and just keep going.

In the late 1960s, the Front de libération du Québec carried out a series of bombings to promote Quebec independence.

At dawn, a flock of white-fronted geese flew low over the marsh, honking loudly as they headed south.

During our wetland survey, we recorded a white-fronted goose feeding among the reeds near the riverbank.

The white-fronted tit foraged energetically among the pine needles, its tiny form darting between branches.

During the winter walk, I was delighted to spot a flock of white-fronted tits flitting among the birches.

At dawn, a speckle-fronted weaver wove slender grasses into an intricate hanging nest among the thorny acacias.

A greater white-fronted goose stood among the reeds, its muted honks barely audible over the morning fog.

A lesser white-fronted goose landed on the marsh as the researchers watched in silence.