We are home in LI and the birds are everywhere.
I wake to their songs and watch them during the day.
Even Nellie is back on the nest and keeping her eggs warm while we wait.
But my heart returns to Florida remembering our resident mama Mourning Dove
who brought up her baby with commitment and love.
She was devoted to her little chick,
and with a little help from us humans
she survived and is heard cooing in the southern trees.
When I hear our northern doves I think of her...
