. . . against a grey sky.
This Mourning Dove sought bits of seed.
These two Mourning Doves settled down for a brief snooze outside my office window.
A Mourning Dove is snared in a tangle of twigs.
With mincing footsteps, this Mourning Dove walked across the shed roof, tolerating my standing about ten feet away, watching and photographing. Patience, slow movements, and gentle enjoyment were the keys.
This Mourning Dove became a little dishevelled during a recent blustery evening.