Took the camera along on a beer run this evening and got a few random shots at Malabar Farm.
A kettle of vultures hanging out by the inn — soaking up a few rays. Very few. The sun has been fickle all day long.
Roger and his Fiat — a common sight around these parts.
A gosling lays low near the ponds by the Hostel.
This cat averted eye contact with the geese the whole time it passed by. More than likely, papa goose had put the fear of God in the kitty early on.