Mailbox Monday: Not a Turkey

Johns' Tracks

On Thanksgiving down at the lighthouse, we noticed these large spots on the ground near the boat ramp. We paused to consider what might have left the marks. 

Finally, we remembered that there had recently been two port-a-potties there.

I guess the grass isn't always greener.

Happy Heron Day!

Before our Thanksgiving dinner for two, B and I made a run down to the lighthouse. The weather was just perfect and there were a few others who had the same idea. Here is the dike and spill dam at the East River. We have had seven inches of rain here in November and the water was running.

The eagles were at their nest. The second was in an adjacent pine, but no sign of this year's young.

The gators of all sizes and large turtles were out on the banks enjoying the warm sun with the cool breeze. These turtles were much larger than dinner plates.

The butterflies were seeking shelter out of the wind. We saw very few.

This great blue heron was keeping one leg warm up under its breast feathers.

"Just because my head is blue, doesn't mean I'm a turkey, you know. "

Mailbox Monday: Urban Tractor

St. Marks Submarine

The tide was way out at St. Marks when I took this picture of the oyster/sand bar. B. commented that it looked like a submarine.

Mailbox Monday: The Wheels on the Bus...

Ibis and Mickey Mouse

The ibis are  back at St. Marks, happily eating shrimp to keep them in the pink! 

Check out Mickey photo-bombing below.