Saturday morning in St. Augustine, I woke up early (as usual) and zipped out to get breakfast from Theo's for Mom and Dad.
Since I was early, I had time to stop at this retention pond that my brother had mentioned as we visited Dad in the hospital the day before.
Terry said the Spoonbills were roosting in the band of trees planted on one side of the pond.
... and they were.
It was cold ... a good day for snuggling your huge featherless bill under a warm wing.
The sun was barely peeking over the edge, so these photos may be a little soft.
A water turkey debates whether to exert the energy needed to fly away, or should it rest and just keep an eye on this intruder.
Flying is such hard work.
Especially if you are an anhinga.
Much easier to swim for this bird.
Cold morning though ...
Lots of other birds were cruising, flying, flitting about in the skinny band of trees, in the retention pond, in the middle of a business district of shops, hospitals, warehouses, and small factories.
Water + trees = birds.
Well, ... not there ... not on the moon.