My husband spotted this dove on the backyard fence the other day; I ran for my camera and sprinted upstairs to a window with a good view, thinking it would be gone by then; it sat there for hours.
Mr. Dove was standing by.
My husband spotted this dove on the backyard fence the other day; I ran for my camera and sprinted upstairs to a window with a good view, thinking it would be gone by then; it sat there for hours.
Mr. Dove was standing by.
Ha ha ha! You did ask for it Angeline 🙂
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I guess I did. I’ll think things out a little bit more in the future….maybe 🙂
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a big bomber needs to rest more than little rockets …
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Thanks for the morning laugh Frizz, and for adding to the silly path this post has taken 🙂
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Very cool, Angeline! Reading some of these comments made me laugh!
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🙂 some general silliness going on.
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I can’t possibly be the only one who read this title and thought you were pregnant. . . ;o)
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You just made me spit out a mouthful of a good cabernet! hahahahahaha…..ha.
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Hope the computer screen–and your husband–are okay. ;o)
Times like these, I’m glad I’m allergic to alcohol. . .
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Those computer screen wipes worked like a charm! My husband never knows what to expect, he’s gotten used to me over the years 🙂
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Good man, Mr. Dove. Get ready to catch those eggs!
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A good hubby! Looks a bit nervous to me.
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Is it nesting time where you are Angeline?
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I don’t know Jo. I guess it must be, or these two were up to some hanky panky when it wasn’t time yet 😉
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makes me rethink that phrase “eating like a bird”…
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It does give one pause. I can only think she had a bunch of babies in there….I hope! How she managed to fly up onto the fence with that girth is amazing.
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either a potential suiter or a devoted mate,
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I hope it’s her devoted mate!
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