Pulling into the lane

This morning, as I was pulling into the lane, after getting home from work there was a solitary mourning dove.  I haven’t seen the mourning doves for months… one of the last ones that I saw was by the side of Route 1 as I was driving to Larry McMichael’s burial.  That’s been a while ago.

Logic would say that the mourning doves have migrated.  However, my sister who had a degree in wildlife biology said that they don’t migrate, but that sometimes they will move further south and more northern ones will come to our area.

In any event, the mourning dove was robust and healthy and had no mate around.

It made me smile and warmed my heart, so that was a good thing.  I hope the poor bird is ready for the cold temperatures or that he/she is just stopping by on a southward journey.

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About Mary K. Smith

I was widowed in July 2009, when I lost my beloved husband, John, to melanoma. Cancer SUCKS. We have a young son who was just a year old when his father died. I live on a small farm in Maryland which is home to horses, cats, and a dog. I started this blog as a way for me to heal, a way to remember my husband, and eventually I'd like to share it with our son so he can see the love that his father had for him, the love that we had for each other, what a great person his father was, and how hard his father fought to live.
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