Among the near-sunset adventures:
Three bald eagles -- two sitting on posts with the late afternoon sun illuminating their brilliant white heads, and one that flew directly over the car at close range.
A barred owl calling repeatedly across this oak hammock.
A close-up look at a shell midden. I'm not sure how old this one is, but the Timucuan people were here in Florida long before Ponce De Leon arrived in 1513. They ate a lot of clams and snails, and piled the shells up in great mounds. From ground level, this mound of shells is taller than a person. It's amazing to stand this close to history and feel that it's still present, that you're part of the continuity of time.
Lovely views of the St. John's River at dusk.