Our Baby Is All Grown Up
It’s funny, just the other day I was thinking about this little guy.
I wondered where he was. How his parents were doing. If they were all . . . somewhere. Pessimistically, I figured they probably weren’t, and I was briefly, illogically sad about that.
This morning I finally got around to going out and refilling the bird feeder, which has been empty for days. It didn’t take long before news had spread among the bird community, and we had visitors dropping by with each passing moment. The boys and I sat and watched for a while.
Before long I saw something a bit larger swoop down right by the window. I asked the kids if they had seen it go by, but they hadn’t (they really didn’t know why we were still watching the birds anyway, as it was clearly time to play trucks). I watched it head up to a nearby tree and land, and I thought, “It couldn’t be . . .”
Could it?
And then it came down to its favorite spot, our crowded, crazy patio, jammed with toys and places to hide.
And strutted around like he owned the place. He’s been here before.
And then, look who else showed up.
Amazing.
That is what doves tend to do. Come back to where they were born.
That’s strangely beautiful. And so sweet.
So sweet. A little family reunion on your patio.
oh yay”! i love them! we have some, too, bu tthey are oh so shy!
So neat. It has to be him, doesn’t it?
He wants to know where his pink baby stroller is. =>
So cool, and lol on the its time to play trucks.
It’s a little nature miracle !!!!!!!!
xo
i love this post. last summer we had a turtle we found - the kids played with it for a few hours, and then we dropped it down into our swampy area (real swamp!) down the hill from our backyard. months later he had climbed out and come for a visit. kids were beyond thrilled. totally the same turtle. we think. (sadly my husband found turtle on a run - brought him home for the kids - i fear the turtle was trying to find his way back to his original home!) hopefully we didn’t mess with mother nature too much!