This is what the doves like to do -- daily. They perch atop the cherubs and drink from the fountain gurgle. Sometimes, if their little beaks hit the fountain at just the right angle, the water shoots in a stream 6 or 7 feet out and away. That's how the Amazing Reese first noticed that the doves had discovered our water supply. He saw water shooting across the yard and wondered what was happening. It's funny to watch, and also partially explains the ever decreasing water level in the pond...those rascals.
Yesterday, I tried taking a photo of the event from inside but the click of the camera -- even inside -- scared them away. Plus, the outside of the window is still dirty, so the photo didn't turn out very well. So this morning, I sat very still in the back yard for a very long time waiting for the doves to not be afraid of me, or the camera.
2 comments:
I'm glad that the garden is coming back to life. It sounds like my parents' backyard is still pretty dead.
Apparently, the garden is only MOSTLY dead.
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