When I have some free time (which is most of the time), I often sit on the front porch and listen to music. Of course, like other old men on porches, I greet neighbors as they wander by.
Over the past week, I have attracted a fellow listener. She doesn't have anything to say but seems to enjoy the tunes as much as I do. Before rumors of a scandalous romance develop, I should report that she is a mourning dove.
Landing on a post of our lattice work, she tilts her head to locate the source and settles in for at least twenty minutes. No doubt, birds are highly attuned to sounds and I'm glad this dove appreciates my selection. Her company is more than welcome.
