Local monsoon

The garden dove   

Apparently we have entered some sort of monsoon season. It’s been raining nearly nonstop since Saturday. Our yard is nothing short of a swamp. For our morning coffee we donned our rubber boots and waded out to the barn.

We had a great morning with the birds, nearly everyone checked in to say good morning. Everyone except for our elusive spotted towhee.

The doves are are normally ground feeders. I felt so bad for them, their ground was under water. Still, they managed to wade around and dip into to the water to find a few tender morsels to enjoy.