Mid March I was showing a friend’s granddaughter a bird nest in one of my backyard trees. It was thin, weather-worn and had been there for 2 years. Looking up at the nest, you could see right through a large hole along the side.
I walked under that branch today, happened to look up at it and saw a remodeled nest. No longer riddled with holes, the nest was thick and large. A long tail stuck out over the south edge, so I ran to get my camera.
The pair of Mourning Doves have been regulars to my yard every year. I never knew where they nested until this year. What a blessing to have them in my yard. Can’t wait ’til the eggs hatch.