This unbanded, domesticated white dove appeared in our yard in April 2009. She was too weak to fly. And she was thirsty. And hungry.
She spent a blustery night in this palm tree in our yard. Neither one of us got much sleep that night. This picture was taken in the morning.
When she walked under our gate toward the front yard, I knew I had to help her. I had to keep her safe. At that time Adam Lambert was a contestant on American Idol and my niece was a huge fan, and she told me I should name her Adam. I had no idea of her gender then. Later, when I realized, I had to tell her that Adam was a Madam!
On Easter Sunday, she was strong enough to be set free. She sat in her topless cage for about five minutes…and I sat with her...until a pair of mourning doves flew overhead. Then she took off without hesitation. That day seemed like a miracle to me. There were hundreds of birds in our yard that day. All of the wild birds that were normally very skittish were much more trusting. There was a family of finches around then and it was like they were celebrating. That was the hour I first believed. Believed that all wildlife communicate with each other.
Adam came back later that afternoon to eat. And she stayed…on the fence near her old palm tree.
She was content there.
PING!! A golf ball hit the iron fence…and she took off. She did come back, though, every day, morning and evening, for food and water.
Then I didn’t see her for several weeks. But she came back…she had found her mate and brought him for a visit! I said to my niece, “Okay, so what should I call HIM? Allison?” She laughed. So they are Adam and Allison. Doves mate for life.
I had no idea where she came from or what her story was. I was having lunch with my neighbor ladies one afternoon and I asked them if they had seen the white dove recently, since I hadn’t seen her for a while.
Aggie, my neighbor to the east, told me that when she was going through chemotherapy (A YEAR EARLIER!!), a white dove would come and sit on her fence EVERY DAY. Then when she was done with her treatments, she would not see the bird at all.
I hadn’t seen much of Adam during the summer months. I imagine that it was just too hot for her to venture out. Now that the weather is cooling down, I am so delighted to see her back…even if it is for only 15 minutes a day. At least I know she is still alive and she is smart enough to have survived in the wild this long. (I secretly am hoping for babies.) I know that on the days she doesn't show up here, she is sparkling someone else's day!
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