I had a little time on Saturday while Laura was at the dentist to head into Asbury Park and take some pictures. I came in on Sunset Ave and stopped the car when I stumbled across the billions of birds clustered on Sunset Lake, a little oasis in the midst of the urban decay and renewal (in fairness, this neighborhood is actually pretty nice, so long as you don't look a couple of blocks toward the beach).
There were a ton of ducks there.
But the most interesting birds were a pair of black swans.
Or maybe you could call them pretzel birds.
My grandfather had a clock at the bar in his basement when I was growing up that said "No drinking before 5". Every number on the clock was a 5. For some reason, this picture made me think of that.
Comedy and Tragedy.
Poking a head above the parapets. (Is a parapet a companion animal with ESP?)
Some people are so rude; they don't even say hello when you pass by....
Really! Want proof?