Resident Dove

This guy (?) has settled in.

What is it about my little place that say, "home"?

I've tossed out his sticks twice, and he's back with Big Mate planting herself on the railing below (I don't know where she's hanging out, but it's not the same planter, thank God).

Uh oh . . . maybe it is the same planter.

I can't watch it all day.

Grumble.

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Just stepped out on the balcony; chased him off; attached wind chimes to the bottom of the basket.

Felt like crap watching the two of them, homeless, hanging out on a tree limb.

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Poured a cup of coffee.

Cooked an egg (so much less fortunate a bird).

Looked out the window: the two have returned.

They're going to destroy the pansies and have little doves out there.

I know it!

Comments

[tammy swofford]

Life always finds a way. Enjoy the season, and post another beautiful photograph when the babies make their appearance.

Smiling.

Tammy

[James]

Did I mention I shall have a cat as a house guest in two or three weeks?