I have posted about her before. Jules named her. She was a dove who nested on the sill of her bedroom six stories up in NYC exposed to predators. She bravely hatched several sets of eggs. They flew away. And then one day… Amelia returned with her extended family. At least twenty doves were there on my deck just gathered and soaking in the morning light. There was no doubt by the grouping that they all knew one another. Reunion. After that I never saw them again. Maybe they were all headed south?
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