Sunday, February 1, 2015

Roughing it in Bonita Springs...

I do go to all the really rough places. This time, it was Florida for my brother's 75th birthday.

This is the neighborhood:

 
Oh, did I mention that it is a golfing community and he's the only resident who doesn't play?
 
There are some pleasant walks for bird-watching:
 
 
Here's a blue heron:
 
 
And young nephew Max stalking it because he has no telephoto on his phone:
 
 
Some birds seem friendlier than others. Here's a bittern with attitude:
 
 
After a while, we find a fountain:
 
 
Very near the fountain, a local resident is sunbathing:
 
 
Not wishing to disturb it, we stay far enough away that it doesn't feel threatened.
 
 
Did you notice that he never takes his eyes off anyone who is nearby?
 
A very restful place, though there is a constant danger of Death By Golf Cart, as the locals race too and from the tees.
 
Be careful out there...
 
 
 
 

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