Usually Mother Dove flies out to greet me when I come up the long drive - but the last two times she hasn't shown herself.
I liken this to the mother putting her child on the school bus. The first few times must be horrible for the mother, but in time, she relaxes and sees her child is doing okay on their own.
I feel a bit like a child - learning to walk unattended by those always-there motherly hands. But I'm grown, my body is fine on it's own. I think maybe she is showing up less because that is what all good mothers do - they step back.
