Although we're still a little shaken up this week by the crow attack on our mourning dove nest, we've been thanking God for the life that is all around us. We switched the seed mix in our bird feeder, and suddenly feel like that house on the street that hands out full sized candy bars on Halloween.
Our backyard is alive with loud, messy, blithesome birds. And, we were thankful to see our the morning dove pair returning to our feeder every morning and evening, like clockwork, even though it turns out they are not mourning doves at all, but closely related, Eurasian collared-doves, instead.
We finally got a good look at them and realized they have a colored band on the back of their necks, which mourning doves do not. They are a little larger, and a little more grey than brown, as well. And, to cap it off we realized, that although they do sound mournful, their cooing is not the same as their cousins at all.
However, they are still very sweet, gentle birds, and very enjoyable to watch (and eat - according to the Man of the House), and they have a fabulously fun back story, which we were thankful to discover.
Although we were not able to save the baby bird last week, D was thankful to be able to rescue a ladybug larva, that had ridden in on E's sleeve, and ended up on our kitchen floor.
It appeared to be the larva of an Asian ladybug...
...but you know...
Desire without knowledge is not good— how much more will hasty feet miss the way! Proverbs 19:2 NIV