
White Wing Dove Love
It all got somewhat out of hand with a couple of trips to Kath’s brother and wife in North Carolina. Great visits, their home nestles among pine and hardwoods with lots of space for flower and vegetable gardens and, of course, the many bird feeders. That’s where it started! When we got home, sitting on our deck enjoying our little backyard with a small shed, (which I built), and the nice privacy fence with the Red Tips, Crepe Myrtles and two rose bushes hiding the base of the twelve room Purple Martin hotel fourteen feet up, we, of course, decided to put up more bird feeders. At first, the sparrows held full sway, but not for long. Those larger, more assertive white wings found the free lunch and even the…