It's mesmerizing to watch this little school of fish as they swim 'round and 'round, changing the shape of the group with each turn. How do they know? Who is the leader?
In case you were wondering where we were.
This is in Salinas, right outside the rodeo.
I looked for the cowboy big enough to wear this hat, but no luck.
Now we're going to Palm Springs/Indio/La Quinta. Before it gets too hot.