This morning Gray, our bird-watching cat, made a mad dash to the livingroom window - Mama dove had flown off the nest for her break and he was attempting to see where she'd gone. Hmmm, I thought "empty nest, and Papa isn't there yet, I wonder...." So I grabbed the ladder (glad I hadn't put away yet) and my camera hoping to get a shot of the nest before Papa arrived to take the day shift. I'm not sure who was more surprised when he landed and I was on the other side of the glass, six feet up in the air with a camera pointed at him. As you can see, I did manage to take a quick picture of the two eggs in the nest - it's poor quality, but I wasn't about to stick around and risk them abandoning the nest as Mourning Doves are known to do.
Our weather is much more springlike (translation: foggy) than it was yesterday and we're up from -3C yesterday to 8C today - there is hope!