I didn't go birding much yesterday. Instead I teamed up with my raging little sister to cook a Thanksgiving dinner. We drank hecka Drink and cooked thirty pounds of food. It was chill. Then I passed out on the couch, vodka drunk, after eating hella. Today I will post some more photos from Salt Springs that I couldn't include yesterday because of my strict two photo maximum policy.
My county Mountain Bluebird.
I don't know snakes, but I guess this is a Gopher Snake. I shooed it off the road. He was pissed. He liked laying on the warm asphalt.