Spotting this bird in the shaded area on my walk, but not quite know the name. It was so pretty to see and very shy. I wanted a close up shot, and the bird didn't allow that to happen.
Pretty Mourning Dove
After searching the web, describing it in every which way that I could think of, I found out that this is a mourning dove. The name is quite peculiar to me, but the explanation was when they are calling for each other, their sound is sad..Hmm, I wish I could have heard their voice!
With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bended arm for a pillow - I have still joy in the midst of these things. Riches and honors acquired by unrighteousness are to me as a floating cloud.~~~Confucius~~~