a moment of grace

finding the evolutionary perfection of this dove feather unexpectedly calming. a moment of grace in an otherwise chaotic week. mourning doves are one of my favorite birds. steve and i lived in the city of minneapolis for twenty years. waking to the sound of church bells and mourning doves is one of my fondest memories from those years. i don’t hear mourning doves nearly as often now that we live outside the city. so my heart sang when i happened upon this feather today while walking the puggle. they are nearby. i need to pay more attention.

mourning dove tail feather (Zenaida macroura)