The latest tragedy in my neighborhood proves that, sometimes, transparency is more dangerous to doves than are hawks. A dove flew hard into our across-the-street neighbor’s too-clean plate-glass window. The stunned—most likely fatally stunned—dove fell to the patio unable to fly while a hawk—possibly the same one that recently killed a live rabbit in my front yard—circled above. The neighbor, who had just returned from the hospital with a knee replacement, was destined to spend a sleepless night awaiting further developments on her patio.
I brought the dove to my garage and left it with bird seed and water with the door closed to hawks. Most likely, I will be the one lying awake tonight contemplating the interaction between doves and hawks and the complicating factor of too much transparency.