In the back section of my garden these two morning doves are busy pruning each other. When they weren't doing that they were gazing into each other's eyes with much tenderness.
That's exactly what I felt when he/she turned her head to stare at me. She was up on that dead branch at the top of our Elk tree. They must like sunning themselves high up.
Doves and Quail share something in common: they are at the top of the list of the "bill-o-fair" of raptors. Looking over ones shoulder is a good habit to be in if you are a dove. Is it any wonder they are so nervous. They bolt up from the ground as if lucifer himself proded them, only to light...
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