I like to see the birds going to the feeders outside my windows. In Spring, pretty little finches come for thistle seed. Now there are frequent hummingbird sightings. And about 3 species of doves come to get the seed that falls on the ground. I like to hear the doleful call of the Mourning Dove. Often there are White Winged Doves. Everyday, when I'm not depressed, I go out and clean the bird bath.

This year there was a young bird (chick down still blowing off him) who didn't like to have to get his own seed. He would stay on the cinder block wall begging the adults to feed him like he was a chick. They did indulge him (or her) for awhile. The adult would come back from the feeder with a seed to put in his mouth.

I don't like pigeons at all. They're so entitled. And I don't like crows in the winter.