The cooing of doves is heard in our land. The flowers are seen in the land the time of pruning has arrived the voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.įlowers cover the earth, it's time to sing. The time of pruning has arrived! The voice of turtle-doves is heard in our country The flowers appear on the earth The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land The time of singing has come, and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land. ‘The flowers appear on the earth once again The time for singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The flowers have appeared in the land The time for pruning has arrived And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. ‘The flowers have already appeared in the land The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. The flowers have already appeared in the land The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. ‘The blossoms have already appeared in the land The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. The flowers appear on the earth The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land. The flowers appear on the earth the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land The flowers have appeared in the countryside the season of singing has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. It is still a common bird, though, wherever there is light woodland or hedgerow, especially in warm, sunny, sheltered spots.Flowers appear on the earth the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The Turtle Dove is our only pigeon that avoids built up areas. They migrate by day on a broad front, often in large numbers 20,000 have been counted passing Malta in a single day. There is something else highly unusual about the Turtle Dove and that is that, alone among our pigeons, it is exclusively a summer visitor, the birds departing for Africa in September and returning in April. Uniquely among pigeons anywhere in the world, once one brood has left the nest there is a biologically enforced hiatus, ensuring that the birds do not rush into the next breeding attempt too quickly. The female lays two eggs and, as is the pigeon way, both the squabs are fed on crop milk. The nest is built low down in a shrub or a hedge, and consists of the flimsy “cowboy builder” type of meagre platform typical of pigeons but as if the Turtle Doves were acknowledging their lack of nesting prowess, it is sometimes placed on top of the structure of another bird. These display flights may also be performed as part of the courtship display, but with somewhat eager and faster flaps at the start. The occupier takes off at a sharp angle, sometimes with a few wing-claps, gets to about 20m, stalls and spirals down, spreading its tail to ensure that the white border is shown off to advantage, often not landing immediately but gliding along for a final flourish. To prevent this happening, though, they have a display flight, which is performed at the slightest sign of another bird appearing, even if it is only flying overhead. Turtle Doves are also vigorously territorial, and will fight if necessary to hold on to what they have. The performance has three peaks, the early morning, late afternoon and, perhaps surprisingly, around mid-day. When making the sound the birds bow their heads with their lower neck swollen, as if suddenly weighed down by something they had ingested, and make slight nodding movements in time with the sounds. “Turtle” or “turtur” might seem a strange name for a dove, but it arises from this bird’s repetitive advertising call, “trrr, trrr”, a soporific purr that emanates from some hidden perch any time between late April and August.
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