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.