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Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Mourning Dove Nest
Mourning Doves, (Zenaida macroura) are plentiful in all the continental 48 states.
They're named for their sad call, coah, coooo, coooo, coooo.
We have a small population on our property. They're pretty in their own unflashy way and I enjoy their singing.
This tree is toward the rear of our property. The dog walking path goes around the back of it.
Yesterday while walking the dogs with my camera, I looked into the branches just above eye level and spotted this . . .
The mourning dove nest is a small platform of twigs. How they ever keep the eggs in it, is beyond me.
How can they possibly keep wiggly hatchlings from falling out or through?
They must be able to do it. There are so many Mourning Doves around that last fall hunters tried to make them legal game birds. Fortunately they failed.
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