If they're not scrounging for food along the shore they seem to spend a lot of time perched and just watching. And who could blame them with a view like this at the W.R. Hearst Memorial State Beach at San Simeon.
"All right Mr. Demille, I'm ready for my close-up."
In this same area a couple of crows were courting. (They might have been ravens. I can never seem to tell them apart.)
Away from the coast, SWMBO and I were amazed at the numbers of cows grazing on what seemed to us like very steep hillsides. We wondered if a strong gust of wind might send them rolling down the slopes. But they remain unconcerned and sure-footed.
Whenever something out of the ordinary occurs, the cows stop and stare . . as when a tourist photographer pauses to take pictures. These cows graze just across a small road separating them from tennis courts where Tom and his friends play in the mornings. Tom says the cattle make up the audience.
Now how could a cat lover like myself go anywhere without bringing back a photo of cats. These are two of Tom and Lana's trio, Hemingway on the left, Luke on the right. Hemingway is so named because like Ernest Hemingway's cats he has six toes on each foot. Such an animal is known as a "polydactyl".
And finally there's the third cat. I caught this picture of her staring inside the house but too early for feeding time. What a face! Her name is Joy though she doesn't look too joyful at the moment.
There's still more to our California tour but we'll continue with that tomorrow. Stay tuned!