Last week there was one day when close to a dozen mourning doves came to the backyard, the first I had seen since the fall.. Most sat atop the tallest trees in the morning sun, which left them exposed to the cold wind in trade-off. This one found a sheltered spot amongst the hemlocks where the sun could do its work, but the wind could not get in. For the better part of the morning while the sun crept higher this dove stayed put, soaking up what was offered before taking flight with the rest to locales unknown to me.