Today in Sycamore Canyon the sun continues to blaze. At 1:30 PM MST it is 102F degrees. However, this Mourning Dove has figured out how to stay cool. But the need for water drives the birds to desperate measures.
Out front my newly planted purslane is being gobbled away.
At the tip of a slender stem a tender bud struggles to survive. When I first moved here I often wondered why all the plants have thorns and spines. I now know why: because if you don’t, you get eaten!
I should have done this long ago but today I am finally fighting back. I do not know if birds or beasts are eating my purslane but I am trying to save it. We shall see what happens.