Her Cup Runneth Over, She Doth Scratch an Itch

My company left early this morning, so again I went to Museum Monday (Ringling Art Museum).

Again, I didn't go into the museum, instead just walking the grounds. I was just heading for the exit when I saw the anhinga on the statue.

For just a few minutes, I got to be the resident museum bird expert.

"What kind of bird is that?"

"It's an anhinga."

"Why is the neck that color?"

"Because it's a juvenile." (I'm not even sure that's right, but I hope I at least sounded intelligent.)

You can thank me for posting the itching shot, and not the pooping shot.

You're welcome.