warm morning, breakfast outside...
while eating, a lovely young male hooded oriole came to sip at the nectar of these african agaves... the one I saw was slim and a softer yellow with a green tint, than the photo on the link, graceful and delicate...
then I noticed a road runner perched on my favorite Joshua Tree...I went closer and heard it beep, so delightful...and then it began making a series of low echoing notes similar to the mourning dove, bending over to make each note...I have been attributing these sounds to the doves...
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