Saw the strangest thing this morning in the pond outside my office at home.
The pond’s a round metal stock tank Lissa got me for my 40th birthday. It’s popular with the birds, but never like what I saw this morning – swimming white-winged doves. The picture’s not great. I watched ’em for a while, but then when I went in the other room to get the camera to capture their strange behavior for posterity, they largely stopped. Go figure.
I’ve had doves forever in the yard. They’re a common desert bird, growing more common in recent years. They sit on the power lines in the backyard, and frequently come down to drink. But swim? Never seen it.
There were half a dozen or so on the edge of the pond, taking turns jumping in a sort of paddling clumsily across, climbing up on the other side. One kind of floated, duck-like, on the pond for a few minutes. The show lasted probably less than five minutes, and then it was over.