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Saturday, May 11, 2013
Silence of the Doves
Yesterday morning I noticed what I wasn't hearing.
I wasn't hearing the
constant song of the white-winged dove
, a sound I'm accustomed to hearing every day, all day in Alamogordo.
I know I saw one of the doves yesterday, but no song.
Where are they?
White-winged dove. Credit: wikicommons
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