At the top of the pillars that surround our house are perfect little landings that are safe from the wind and rain. There have been a few mourning doves hanging around and I could hear their "coo coo coo" singing throughout my day. Little did I know that one of them was looking for an apartment.
Well, this beautiful cutie checked right in and I have been watching her faithfully sit very still and quiet. No more singing, just keeping her eyes peeled for any signs of danger. I noticed that a few neighboring birds seem none to happy that she is there. Every time I passed the mudroom door I checked to see if she left at all to search for food and finally this afternoon...
I quickly grabbed a ladder and snapped these before her return. Two softly pink perfect little eggs lay in a nest made from the twigs of our almond trees. My heart was touched and I thought of Easter, God's faithfulness in caring for us and the son He willingly gave up.
I feel lucky to have taken these pictures. I admire the steadfast duty of this little momma and her two baby doves. Maybe I'll even get to see the chicks after they hatch. I'll keep looking...
At the top of the pillars that surround our house are perfect little landings that are safe from the wind and rain. There have been a few mourning doves hanging around and I could hear their "coo coo coo" singing throughout my day. Little did I know that one of them was looking for an apartment.
Well, this beautiful cutie checked right in and I have been watching her faithfully sit very still and quiet. No more singing, just keeping her eyes peeled for any signs of danger. I noticed that a few neighboring birds seem none to happy that she is there. Every time I passed the mudroom door I checked to see if she left at all to search for food and finally this afternoon...
I quickly grabbed a ladder and snapped these before her return. Two softly pink perfect little eggs lay in a nest made from the twigs of our almond trees. My heart was touched and I thought of Easter, God's faithfulness in caring for us and the son He willingly gave up. 
I feel lucky to have taken these pictures. I admire the steadfast duty of this little momma and her two baby doves. Maybe I'll even get to see the chicks after they hatch. I'll keep looking...
4 comments:
Sweet.
Oh how sweet. Darlene we have four doves that come and eat at our feeder... I was just saying to Pastor Dad...do you think they might build a nest....
Your nest, and eggs are so precious...and just at Easter! Perfect!
i adore mourning doves and hope every year they find us....too often though, the barn swallows beat them to the good spots and instead of cooing we have nasty little dive bombers that are messy and annoying.....
You have a keen eye and a caring, loving heart. Thank you for sharing.
As usual the photos are spectacular.
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