I didn’t come across a single human on this walk in the rain. The magpies in the park were enjoying a feast of insects underneath the damp grass. The butcher bird was flitting around the plants on the edge of the mangroves. At the beginning of the walking path, the male brush turkey was working on his mound.
The presence of these birds made up for the lack of shore birds and the fact that I missed a shot of a magnificent sea eagle looking for fish scraps on a low tide.