Morning Dove wish

Since I've moved into my new home last fall, I've been blessed with a beautiful assortment of birds visiting my yard.  Blue Jays, cardinals, black eyed juncos, chickadees and finches.  I love them all. But.... there are two very special birds to me in addition to my cardinals, that had taken residency in my yard at my old home after my sister passed away:  the Robin and the Mourning Dove. 

I had come to enjoy their presence in both sight and sound at my old home.  I haven't seen either in my new home.

In the last couple months, I've said out loud to my husband as I look out my window at the bird feeders I have placed in my yard,  "I miss my mourning doves.  I wish they would come to me."  Then I would wonder if they would find me......

This morning as I raised the blinds, I noticed a little bird under the bird feeder that was just sitting there. I couldn't tell what it was right away because the birds have made a hole in the snow just beneath the bird feeder and it's gotten pretty deep.  I looked closer and got my binoculars..... IT WAS A MOURNING DOVE!!!!

It's the simple things that make me happy. Like the appearance of a special kind of bird that I've been wishing for since I moved to my new house. 
A Mourning dove has finally found its way to me..... 🐦.
I saw her just sitting beneath the bird feeder this morning in the hole in the snow the other birds have made. HAPPY FRIDAY my friends.... Believe in the magic ~ wishes do come true. Just stay aware and Believe 💛

I am so happy to be so blessed... I am heard and my wishes do come true

Another Bird for me

This is my other little bird. I was a little confused by my new birdie doves. I knew one looked a little more rough than the other & this is the one... I feel most sad for. It's my mourning dove. A friend from work gave me some birdfood that they like ~ what a sweet gesture! Thank you Terry!

I woke up this morning and put the food on the ground and by the time I got out of the shower, my lil dove was there......

We think she has a nest nearby. How wonderful would that be?

I'm thinking of naming my doves. What do you think?

A Bird for me

See my lil brown dove? I see her all the time. She seems so much slower than the other birds and a little dissheveled. I look at her and admire her odd look and demeaner. Something is so sad about her. Something about her seems like she's tired.
I was thinking about my life and my struggles. My losses and my pains. I feel a little bit like that dissheveled lil dove on my patio. Too young to feel what I feel. I always knew I was an old soul, but never really felt "old". I have my moments and when I look at this little dove, it is me I see during those times.