The Mourning Doves flew away. I see them during the day at the bird bath, which is low to the ground. I sneaked up the tree for a look at their former home. While it looks deep from below, it’s rather shallow. I like how the live-oak leaves are arranged around the nest. Mom sure knows how to decorate. Looks like her housekeeping skills aren’t as great; it’s a little dirty inside. Wonder how long before the nest is used again.