Sunbathing of a different sort.
Only 515 miles to go before we sleep. Or eat again, mayhap.
Ebony and ivory, redux.
Another close encounter of the avian kind.
One last look. OK, maybe one *more* look would be more accurate.
Not bothered but bewildered a bit by a bird encounter.
Birds in choreographed display.
Some ugly little fellows.
Flash flooding reflections.