Today I saw a roadrunner run up the branch of a mesquite tree with a humming bird hovering the top corner.
A dove was whoo hooing on the top of the building like it were a portent call of something about to happen. roadrunner seemed like it was looking out from the ramparts, the oncoming seize of the enemy. The dove and the roadrunner stagnant and the humming bird suspended. the tree seemed like it could sustain varying levels of activity.
looking at the white claw with the jaw look, I wondered what animal had a narrow mouth but no face.