okay, i lied...he wasn't little...or lost...but he was a llama...but it might've been a she

they sneak across the Rio Grande at night and leave their wares on the rocks, hoping tourists will put money in their plastic containers/tin cans...they watch during the day and sneak back across to collect...it's illegal for tourists to buy merchandise, but they do anyway

i saw this duck (a Redhead) dip his beak in the water, so i snapped the photo...when i got home and uploaded to my computer, i could see the detail... it looked like he was just throwing the water up in the air so he could watch the droplets fall back into the sea...he seems fascinated by it all, kind of like a kid blowing bubbles...his joy makes me very happy

apparently they weren't waiting for my face

and ran out of colors.

Mrs. S (aka skatebard) and I were at the Texas coast the last few days. In an out of the way estuary, we came upon this little fellow: a fledging pelican who quite clearly had just left the nest.

He was sitting on this post looking so sad and lonely...wondering why he had to leave his home.

We took photos of him for about 10 minutes and that's when a brutal cold front hit...temperature dropped about 20 degrees in just a few minutes...and 40-50 mph gale force winds. 

This little fellow tried so hard to hang on to this post, for he had nowhere else to go.

We had to turn our car around to keep the rain from coming in the car as we photographed.

It only took a couple of minutes to find a place to turn around, but when we returned the sad little pelican was gone.

When Van Gogh moved to Texas

He bought himself a shrimp boat

He lived in a run-down wooden shack

With a dog, 2 cats and a goat

He rode a bright red three-wheeled bike

He changed his name to Barney

He was always full of booze and shrimp

And he was always full of blarney.

Each night we'd have boat drinks

He would tell me his tall tales

How he used to be a painter

How he now sails amongst the gales

One night I asked about his ear

He looked at me and frowned

Then he handed me another beer...

Later that night he drowned.