It has been unseasonably hot here for the last few days. I am not complaining! I have gone through enough foggy, rainy spring and summer days here to appreciate the rare balmy breeze. I washed some of my hand spun yarn today. Sometimes it takes days to air dry here but today it took a couple of hours. But what I really wanted to write about today is some treasured birds sounds I have been listening to lately. We have a pair of doves that hang out in some redwoods trees behind our property.
I love to listen to them coo and watch them fly in and out of those trees. Once in awhile one will perch above our chicken coop and hang out awhile. They make me think of the time my husband was watering in the back yard. He saw a dove in the tree near him that was a really sorry sight. It must have been at the very very bottom of a sizable pecking order as it had very few body feathers. He quickly went inside and went back out with a handful of birdseed. That sweet bird came down and perched on his hand and started eating. We had an empty closed dog run that the dove obligingly inhabited for awhile until it got its feathers back. Even when we finally opened the run, it stayed in a nearby tree for several days before finally leaving to live its life in nature. What a treat to have that up close and personal experience of being able to feed a wild dove and talk to it and share its space for awhile.
The other bird sound I have been hearing is from California Quails. They seem to nest somewhere behind our property and each year we get to see the parents and parade of babies foraging along the lane and in our front yard. It’s too early for the parade but the sounds from over the back fence are promising.