Another lovely sign of spring

This morning I heard a mourning dove for the first time this season.  I've never been quite sure if they are called morning doves because they sing in the morning or mourning doves because their call is so sad, so I looked it up.  They are indeed mourning doves because of their soulful call.  But for me they are a happy sign of warm weather and sweet memories.  When I was a youngster I would often have sleepovers with a favorite cousin and we would wake in the morning to the call of the mourning doves that roosted in the woods near their house.  For years I never heard them anywhere else, so always and always they bring back sweet memories.