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White-winged Dove Atop Patio Fountain   Leave a comment

White-winged Dove Atop Patio Fountain Looking Down At Water — Image by kenne

“Be wise as a serpent and wary as a dove!”

— Mark Twain

White-winged Doves At Feeder   3 comments

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   2 comments

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   1 comment

Mourning Doves-72Mourning 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 — II   Leave a comment

Dove-2-Edit-2-72Mourning 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

Doves Bathing In Patio Water Fountain   Leave a comment

Mourning Doves Bathing In Patio Water Fountain (October 16, 2016) — Images by kenne

Mourning doves bathing
Children of stone pour water
For more than drinking.

— kenne

White-winged Dove After The Rain   2 comments

White-winged Dove after the rain — Images by kenne

Outside, I watched her

moving in a nearby tree

after rains ended.

— kenne

Decorated Dove   1 comment

White-winged Dove (1 of 1) art blogDecorated Dove — Computer Painting by kenne

Decorated dove

Prancing around the fountain —

Love is in the air.

— kenne

Collared Dove In Southern Arizona   2 comments

Collared Dove (1 of 1)-3 blogCollared 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

Collared Dove (1 of 1)-4 blog

A Lonesome Dove   1 comment

A Lonesome Dove — Image by kenne

Each spring a pair of
white-winged doves
return to our patio area
and each year I welcome
the morning cooing calls,
sometimes on the front
courtyard wall as I leave
to go hiking or a morning run.

Later in the day,
always near sunset,
I see them at the patio fountain
for an end of day watering —
they may not know it
but we have become close friends
over the five years
we have called Tucson our home.

The other day as I returned from
an early morning run
I noticed a dove
on the street circle grassy area
face down
tail feather pointed up,
almost instinctively
I began to look around —

there on the courtyard wall
was a lone dove
looking toward the circle.
Later that morning I saw him
in a mesquite tree near the circle —
and for days now I see
him as if without looking.
Slowly I have accepted

that my friend
has lost a friend.
Now only one dove
visits the fountain at sunset.
I have begun to noticed
morning cooing again,
maybe, just maybe my friend
will find a new friend.

— kenne

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