They were back again yesterday, the two doves who have taken to wandering through the village square in the afternoon. Seemingly unbothered by the cats and people (until they come too close) this pair are happy to mill around beneath tables and chairs, seeing what’s been left lying around.
The thing is, I am sure they are turtle doves. I tried to get a decent photo but was unable, so you’ll have to make up your own mind. It’s not that I usually get excited by birds, as I’ve said before, we have all kinds outside the house including a pair of collard doves, and they are not the same as the café pair. The thing is, I’ve not seen turtle doves so close before, and I wondered if they’d always been in the village, but I’d just never noticed, or they had never come close enough to be recognised.
Yeah, I know, not that thrilling, but it helps fill a page when there’s little else to talk about, because I really don’t have anything else to talk about. So, I’ll leave you with a decent picture of the real thing, the European turtle dove.
