Early Thanksgiving

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.