White- Wing

This particular dove, and many of its birds of a feather, flock together, in the pecan orchard at the CB. Many moons ago these hyer doves were rare in these parts, but now they are right common. They are, matter of fact, apart from them nasty grackles, our most common feathered friend.

Spell how delicious they are Red.

Ray! Dern it Ray. Ye know dern well these aint et hyer no more. There's no tellin' where this un's been, er whut nastiness it's been up to. This hyers a city bird, these days, and they are liable to be, nasty.

Crumby, er ye happy now with yer gizmos.

Yepper. Purty happy Red. Course ye know yerself how ephemeral happy is fer Homos and some near Homos. But fer the nonce, I yam what I yam, happy.
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Consider the humble lichen, for stealth.

The Arkdruid