White Winged Dove At Patio Feeder — Image by kenne
Our Patio Dove Has Flown — Image by kenne
It’s been a two weeks since this dove flew into our patio door. She was stunned, so I approached her to see if she could still fly.
She walked away but didn’t fly. I later realized that she may have injured her left wing. Since then, I have been making sure
she has seeds and water. She instinctively protects herself by staying in a prickly pear cactus; when leaving the cactus,
she only walks around the edge of the patio wall.
In recent days she has increased her attempts to fly. Yesterday she was getting two feet off the ground.
The patio wall varies in height from four to seven feet, so she knew where to practice getting up on the wall.
I didn’t see fly over the wall, I only know she has left the patio.
— kenne
Three White-winged Doves with a Mourning Dove Trying to Hold On for Dear Life at the Same Feeder — Image by kenne
— from Peace of Man Suzy Kassem
White-winged Dove Atop Patio Fountain Looking Down At Water — Image by kenne
— Mark Twain
Whitewinged Doves At Feeder — Image by kenne
The white-winged doves have figured out how to land on this feeder and proceed to ‘pig-out,’ making it difficult for smaller birds to feed. Fortunately, this is not the case with the more awkward mourning doves; they end up getting any spillage on the ground.
— kenne
Mourning Doves On European Fan Palms — Images by kenne
A graceful, slender-tailed, small-headed dove that’s common across the continent.
Mourning Doves perch on telephone wires and forage for seeds on the ground;
their flight is fast and bullet straight. Their soft, drawn-out calls sound like laments.
When taking off, their wings make a sharp whistling or whinnying. Mourning Doves are
the most frequently hunted species in North America. — Source: All About Birds
Mourning Doves In The Morning Sunlight (Sabino Canyon Recreational Area) — Image by kenne
“For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music
While the music lasts.”
— from Four Quartets, by T. S. Eliot
Mourning Dove — Image by kenne
On May 31st, I posted “Mourning Dove.” She was sitting on two eggs. She now has two chicks, which in this picture, she is sitting on, so you can’t see them. Maybe in a later image. So far no creators have found her next in the courtyard planter.
— kenne
Mourning Doves Bathing In Patio Water Fountain (October 16, 2016) — Images by kenne
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White-winged Dove after the rain — Images by kenne
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Decorated Dove — Computer Painting by kenne
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Collared Dove — Images by kenne
The collared dove is one of the largest doves and a relative newcomer to Arizona, therefore it is considered an invasive species. In the 1970’s a shipment of Eurasian collared doves was sent to an exotic bird dealer in the Bahamas in place of an order of Ringed Neck Turtle Doves (also known as the Barbary Dove). They were then accidentally released and quickly made their way to Florida by the mid 1980’s. They grew in numbers, and then began making their way westward.
Annual bird counts conducted by the Audubon Society place the first recorded sightings in Arizona at 2001. Since that time, their numbers have been steadily increasing and can be found in all areas of the state.
— kenne
A Lonesome Dove — Image by kenne
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