I wasn't expecting to see flocks of birds when we got out of the car, Rusty and I. You take what you find.
Winter is when the birds are enjoying the mild climate, just like the people.
I kept seeing more of them and I kept pointing my camera at them.
Bird photographers spend thousands on massive lenses and top of the line camera bodies on tripods.
My camera has a long lens but I can't be bothered to use a tripod and all the rest of it. I like the birds.
But I really like how the birds give me a focus to record the keys just looking colorful and good.
Look at the horizon line, the low tide pushing up the brown rocks and the white egrets flying together.
Not a bird but a mural previously shown on this page. I still like it.
There is a bird in there, down low over the water, possibly a pelican flying into the sunrise.