Mourning Dove

I love hearing birds’ singing, but there is no bird that stands out to me like the mourning dove. The mourning dove is appropriately named because “their soft, drawn-out calls sound like laments.” The cry of the mourning dove is pleasing, but there is a hint of sadness within it. This call is joyful and … Continue reading Mourning Dove →

Rest in the Cross

In my hometown, the First Baptist Church sits at the center of the city. I have noticed on numerous recent occasions that a bird (or birds) likes to sit on the cross of this church’s steeple. This bird takes a break from its flight by sitting perched atop the cross. Although this bird does not … Continue reading Rest in the Cross →