The sun came out for less than a minute as I watched two doves on the deck. Both had the palest pink tint of colour in the sun light. Coo Hue.
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Yes I know you, and?
I love the sound of a mourning dove. We have many here. They are so gentle and their coos can lull me to sleep.
love doves.
How sweet!
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, then, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I'm in a lyrical mood this evening...
Sorry folks, I was having a Matrix moment with whomever you might say. My comment had nothing to do with my post.
It's not easy knowing your a piss-ant on the sidewalk of life.
Aye, your the man! Right up front with, "I do not understand the question", I like that. Feel like sometimes this computer stuff can blow my mind. After I posted the dove post, I was calm and in balance with life and poof...down the rabbit hole.
I'm not going to explain any more of this stuff.
No! I do not hear voices and I don't take meds. Hahahaha!
Aye LOL!
Susan LOL!
Happens to me once in awhile too!
: )
Love dove's! Have two in the yard they come back every year and nest, mate and eat.
coo-coo-ca-choo!
Yes I know you are but what am I?
hehe
Good mornin Susan!
Good Morning Miss Pank! Good Morning to all y'all. Peace be with you.
Coo-coo-ca-choo! Ahaaa-Chooo! Pollen.
i think aye met a pissant once.
O'really! Hummmm!
I sit here knowing that my camera has more memory in it's smartcard then me.
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