Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Mornings in Alabama

As I settled into my cozy leather love seat, balancing my breakfast of blueberries, toasted muffin, and coffee, I glanced up to see the show playing outside of my sun room's glass wall. A squirrel was, as usual, gobbling up the bird feed in the feeder. He looked happy and that made me smile. A bite of muffin, a sip of coffee and I turned my attention to the ground beneath the feeder.

Her red feet caught my eye. A small brown/grey bird with scarlet feet! Who could make this stuff up!? I laughed aloud to myself. She had friends with her, all dressed as she was, and they seemed to be having fun as they shared breakfast. They bobbed along, pecking at the scattered seeds.

I picked up my handy Alabama Bird Guide and found out the names of my new friends. Mourning Dove, Zenaida macroure. Their name comes from their soft mourning cooing.

All in all, a gentle morning time with new friends. What a great way to start the day.


  1. this makes me think about the words of Jesus talking about how God clothes the birds of the air in such splendor.. of course, then, he will take care of us in unimaginable ways!

  2. Thank you for that reminder. He does, and will, take care of us in His perfect way. Blessings!