sunnudagur, október 01, 2006

fuglatal ii

Tiny doves
High in the night sky: geese

No gulls (no surprise), no crow and jays (where are they?). The sparrows are sweet and flock prettily on fences and gables. The doves are mourning doves. They are smaller than I remembered, nothing like the fat squabs I'd become accustomed to. I remember not knowing about the u in their name. I had thought they were called morning doves, and I was irritated that I could not explain why.

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