Reflections and meditations on music and singing, birds in my life, books and literature, reading, art and art history, history and humanity, words and writing, and things that catch my eye or cause me to wonder.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
. On a recent frosty morning, when I stepped to the edge of the deck to hang up the suet feeders, I saw this beautiful image:
It seems that a mourning dove had alighted briefly on the deck rail, perhaps to see if the seed had been put out yet.