Yesterday, the papa mourning dove was shielding his babies from the hot afternoon sun. There are either two or three babies... I was never able to tell for sure.
This afternoon, all are gone but one active little straggler, who is quite fond of the home nest.
He hops clear out of the nest, stands on supporting branches...
...then looks back at the nest --
-- and jumps right back into it, like a high-diver a little too scared to take the leap.
He squawks for food...
...but no food is forthcoming.
"Ah, well. I'll just take a nap."
The first clematis has bloomed.
Stella d'Oro daylilies
Wandering Glider, Pantala flavescens
Just look at that big grin he's giving me!
Tiger lilies and Asiatic lilies
Asiatic lilies
Milkweed
Milkweed buds
Tiger lilies
Peaches
The mulberries are getting ripe, and I found another white mulberry tree. Some years those mulberries are bland or bitter; but this year they’re totally scrumptious.
Purple poppy mallow
The purple mulberries are good, too.
Purple mulberries
Eurasian collared dove and the smaller mourning dove on the back deck, eating bird seed that the smaller birds have dropped from the feeders.
This collared dove seems unconcerned about the mourning dove.
His mate, however, is not so congenial!
She trots right at the mourning dove, hovers over him in an intimidating mien...
...threatens him ---
--- until he flies off. Look at his pretty, spread tail feathers.
She marches over to her mate to inform him that the alien has been successfully dispensed with.
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