preening pelicans

I love the pelicans; the way they appear low over the trees like a squadron of fighters and then descend to fly low across the waters as if to avoid radar; the way they clumsily flop into the water to catch food, their unwieldy beak.

Here are a group of them preening at the end of a man made jetty just off the beach.

Another scorching day on the Mayan Riviera