Eleven vultures and a plane

It was a beautiful day here in Southwest Ohio. East Fork Lake is so clean, it's mesmerizing.

Thanks to Lynne's strange love of vultures, I find myself taking pictures of them more than I would normally. But today, it was worthwhile:


There are eleven vultures in this picture. And one plane.
Not a bad picture for someone who is nervous of heights in a car on top of a very high dam.

A good-sized flock of ring-billed gulls hung out at the beach. I was hoping to see the Bonaparte gulls that come in with the ring-billeds, but they were absent.


"I'm tired of sitting so still. I have to STRETCH....."



"Why is it always so CROWDED!?!?"

Then it was off to the prairie/wild turkey habitat area. I've never seen a turkey there, but it's a good spot for sparrows.


I pished out a field sparrow, and he/she was nice enough to sit still long enough for me to raise my camera.



"Okay. I'm going to go now."

After picking up Lorelei from school, I realized we had no cookies. Cookies are like air to Lorelei and she HAS to have cookies for a snack. It's mandatory. We had no eggs in the house, and I didn't feel like going out, so I found a recipe without eggs:
They are called Vanilla Hearts, but I couldn't find my heart-shaped cookie cutter. So they became Vanilla Stars. It's just flour, butter and sugar. I also didn't have any super-fine sugar to sprinkle on top, but I remembered that I had an unopened Hersey bar in my car. It was liquefied, but that was perfect. I smooshed all the melted chocolate into one end of the package, poked a hole in it and drizzled it onto the cookies.


They. Were. Good.


Swami and Swamette came over for dinner tonight, and Swami showed me his new tie:


Ya think I might be influencing him? Just a bit?