I miss the mourning dove birdies that took up residence in my planter this spring. You may remember Ethel and Squab #1 and #2 from the spring of 2010. I named this momma “Momma Bird” and said hello to her each day I went out to get the mail. She never flew away from me approaching. The babies got so big and then I went away to a comic book convention and when I came back, everyone was gone. I felt all “Tony Soprano” with his ducks in his pool, I really missed them for a long time after.