No flies on us...

No flies on us...   because they're all on the farm pond.  Goodness knows what sort they are but there's millions of them!

The resident coot was whizzing around snapping at them.  I tried for a pic but he was just too far away for an infocus shot.  He was making quite a racket doing coot squeak/quacks every time he caught one.

There's a shot in the extras.