A non-materialistic thing of beauty
A pair of doves are building a nest in the large cherry tree in the front yard. Mom is sitting in there (don't know if there's eggs yet, and I'm not about to disturb them to find out). Dad is transporting twigs and grass.
It's springtime. :D
The childlike part of me can't help but feel that this is some sort of awesome omen. The rest of me doesn't really want to argue with logic.
I wonder if there's anything I can do to help... eh, probably not. Maybe setting out some bird seed for them.
It's springtime. :D
The childlike part of me can't help but feel that this is some sort of awesome omen. The rest of me doesn't really want to argue with logic.
I wonder if there's anything I can do to help... eh, probably not. Maybe setting out some bird seed for them.