Reflections on doves

There is something about new life that never ceases to capture and amaze. Two doves were hatched on the roof trellis of our gazebo. My husband discovered them as he cleared away a vine. He left the nest undisturbed and we got to see the two fledglings mature to be minatures of their parents. The mother dove sat placidly on the nest for weeks, undisturbed by us observing. This was in contrast to the mother robin who became agitated the moment we stepped out of the door. Perhaps this is why the dove is the symbol of peace. It is interesting the dove also was used to represent the Holy Spirit--the Spirit who brings peace. Early Saturday morning the small doves flew away, perhaps up into the cedar trees.