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.