They're Growing Up

A few weeks back I wrote about a couple of mourning doves who were hanging out in our backyard.

They're still here. Living in a pile of leaves and things.





I've seen them outside our bathroom window, on the roof of the backroom. They're rarely apart for long. I did not think their Mother was still feeding them, but my wife said she saw her doing so very recently.





I want to name them, but I'm sure once that attachment happens they'll be eaten by a cat, or disappear. My wife already calls them Harold and Maude, because one of them dies. So I'm calling them Sonny and Cher, because, you know.

Nature, yeah

My wife noticed them on our recycling bin this morning. A bit later in the day the baby Mourning Doves were nestling in our compost heap.

A couple of minutes later they fluttered back to the recycling bin.

Then Mom showed up and I switched over to video.