From Spring of last year to the Fall......I watch a set of Doves build a nest up top of some pipes. Within days....eggs! Not long afterwards...Mom Dove and Papa Dove were busy......flying in and out...feeding their two young ones.
It was interesting watching the two young ones grow up. They adapted to me going in and out of the area.......not frighten what so ever.
And so.....the story gets better. I just happened to be walking into the Dove's area...and witnessed one of them...do their very first flight! Then the second tried out the set of wings given. Back and forth to the rail of the fence...for days. As winter came.....they went. A lost feeling I must say....I had.
Until last week. Back home...on that rail! I have witness more life here on the farm...than I have in the last 40 years in the city.
