While we’ve had plenty of house finches making nests on the back porch every year, last year was the first time that we had any nests out under the eaves of the front porch. Way over in the boonies by the garage, and well away from the front door, a house finch nest got built, but right next to the front door we had a mourning dove nest. (At almost the EXACT same time of year, too!) After they had a couple of eggs and fledgelings, they abandoned the nest, but I never tore it down or cleaned out the eaves. No doubt these mourning doves are members of the flock of a dozen or more that hang out to get fed every morning in the back yard, but they’re not wearing name tags, so it’s hard to tell.
Yesterday I noticed a mourning dove sitting in the nest. No clue if it’s one of them from last year, but that wouldn’t be the worst guess.
Today I noticed three of them perched up there. Unlike the house finches that freak out of their minds if you get anywhere near the nest, these dudes are pretty laid back. Or maybe it was just that it was hot.
Either way, they didn’t stir whenever I was going in or out, and even when I stretched way out and shoved my cell phone up at arm’s length and got within a couple feet of them, they just stared at me. Humans! Am I right?!
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