They recognize me
They distinguish my car and approach before I reach the jetty.
Meet the morning flock
Columba livia
What began as feeding wild birds at the South Mission Beach jetty has grown into a level of recognition and trust I never imagined possible.
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A bond built over time
“What started as feeding wild birds has evolved into a level of trust I never imagined possible.”
The flock recognizes my car before I even step into the parking lot. Several pigeons fly to my shoulders and arms as soon as I get out, while others wait near the same rock where I sit each morning. They know the route, the routine, and exactly what it means when my hands come out of my pockets with peanuts and sunflower seeds.
Of the roughly 19 pigeons in this flock, every one lets me pick it up and hold it. Most sit calmly in my hands while I gently stroke their necks, smooth their feathers, or give them a little massage. A few seem to enjoy the attention and remain with me even after the food is gone.
Their behavior is a daily reminder that trust is not forced. It grows through patience, consistency, familiarity, and showing up with kindness.
Trust at close range
These moments are never staged. The pigeons arrive on their own, settle across my shoulders and arms, and remain close while I sit with them at the jetty and along the beach.



What makes this flock special
They distinguish my car and approach before I reach the jetty.
They wait at the same rock and react the moment I reach for food.
They perch on my shoulders and arms and remain calm when gently held.
More stories to come
Future additions will introduce more members of the flock and the daily rituals, personalities, and memorable encounters that make every morning different.
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