I have completely given up on the idea of figuring out what I did on previous square posts months — maybe I should take that memory medicine they advertise on TV? Prevagen? Would it help?
There’s nothing more connected than a pair of doves. They sit together on a branch, always touching. They share the feeder. They clean each others’ feathers. They are not our brightest birds, but they are very sweet.
Anyway, this is about mourning doves. Some of the food we put out happens to be the favorite of doves — and none of the other birds like it at all — so we have doves. We’d have more if we had bigger feeders. You just can’t fit more than 3 doves into that flat feeder. You can try, but it tilts. Doves are pretty big.