The moss is really not moss, but an air plant or epiphyte. Watching the plant drift back and forth in the breeze is mesmerizing. I should have posted a video...
Vultures...Michael and I never thought we'd be so enamored by turkey and black vultures. Here, we are! Kettles of them soar in and out of view every morning when they leave their roost, and again when they return around 5pm. They are graceful and quiet as they circle up and down and all around, searching for thermals or a perch in the trees surrounding the campground. Too bad they eat a creepy diet of carrion!
Good night!
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