I am very fond of mourning doves. To me they seem like the Mother Teresa's of the bird world. They walk quietly and deliberately. They fly like helicopters making a whirling sound. Best of all when they see you they are not frightened but look you straight in the eye. When the bird feeders are empty they stare at us in the breakfast room until Jack feels guilty and goes out to fill the feeders. It is like they are saying this to us: "We are patiently waiting for food. We know you are in there. Please take a moment and fill the feeders. We are hungry this morning."
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Joann: Cool capture of the doves. They seem to be enjoying the day.
Perhaps they were waiting for breakfast.
Keep watching those doves when the sprinklers are on. I caught some of ours lifting their wings beautifully like angel wings, to get the cooling spray underneath. Sadly no camera handy.
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