We have a family of Mourning Doves nesting outside our window.
There is a room at the back of the house that is full of windows and exotic plants. Just outside the room is a fir tree. The illusion of this arrangement is that we are in a continuous forest, but with a sheet of glass in the middle to keep us warm in the winter.
That illusion seems to work for the birds as well for us, and in fact the Chickadees have attempted to fly to the inside plants only to be confused by the invisible barrier.
The Mourning Doves have felt comfortable enough with the location that they have built their nest in the fir tree just outside the window.
Can’t see the bird? Here is a hint.
I zoomed in a bit closer, and there is Mom sitting on her nest.
Later on, Pop joined her.
We are hoping that they stick around long enough that we get to see their little ones hatch.
Shhhh. Walk quietly.