young flamingoes gathering as I'm flying overhead.
another group walking together as the footprints tell, which the aeroplane shadow.
Star Trek trip...
this whitish cream surface is a thin layer of dry crust, slowly breaking down after the rains make the water level rise.
even slightly purple.
it keeps on fascinating me: why does it change from red to brown within half a mile?
flamingoes again. Flying around once or twice makes them walk back and forth, creating an interesting pattern on the ground.
and something else tomorrow.
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