Thought I’d heard some random hoo-hoo-hootin’ out on my front porch lately. Found this skittish girl had set up home in the one porch window that doesn’t have a screen. Not the greatest nest-builders, doves. Some birds’ nests can withstand gales. If nature is a teensy bit flatulent, the average dove nest doesn’t stand much of a chance.
Have had about a half-dozen chances to watch these guys up-close—from egg to leaving the nest—over the years. They’re funny. Not very bold...maybe not too bright? Anthropomorphism is not an exact science.
She won’t let me get very close yet, but we’ll see.
