Mourning Dove (Zenaida macroura): Perched and Curious

I was seated on a flat stone path and this dove arrived. I expected it would fly away. Rather, it came even closer and perched on this rock and just looked at me for a few minutes. Had I leaned forward, it would have been within arm's length. Then it chose to fly away and likely bed down for the approaching night. Rocky Mountain Front Range, Colorado, Dusk.

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