This friendly fellow flew by me slowly several times as I was at Walter Humphrey State Park on Pleasure Island shooting pictures. I guess he was wondering why I was throwing him some of the fish I caught (I wasn't fishing). I don't know what the hanging leg was all about. Maybe it was in case I tried to some of his food or something.
This was the weather system that blew past our neighborhood last night. Ominous as it might look, it was all bluster and no rain. The air cooled down to about 80 degrees, and it turned breezy -- but not even a sprinkle.
Skittish as they were, I was still able to catch this shot of a Black Skimmer while I was in Port Arthur Sunday. As soon as they saw my head over the bushes, the squawking got visible louder and sharper. However, a few of them flew past where I was standing. That's how I snapped this photo.