A few weeks ago I discovered Shy Thing, a mourning dove who had nested in a rather precarious spot between our birdhouses. At the time I questioned her intelligence (but admired her stubborness) while trying to figure out how I could help protect the nest.
We did what we could to make the top of the cabinet a little safer for her and the nest, and the eggs hatched into two very quiet and rather adorable chicks, which we named Teresa and Martin.
Shy Thing did not leave the nest that I saw except whenever I came out on the porch to set out some seed for her, and then she'd return as soon as I went back into the house. Because she was so timid, I finally declared the porch off-limits to everyone but me (and I tip-toed out once a day only to put out some seed for her.) We stayed inside and watched through the windows as Teresa and Martin grew.
And boy, did they grow.
The twins never seemed to move, and none of them made a peep, but yesterday it became apparent that the babies had outgrown their nursery. Shy Thing couldn't even get to them anymore; there simply wasn't enough room for all three birds to fit in between the birdhouses.
That evening when I went out to refill the seed bowl, Shy Thing and the biggest of the twins, Martin, abruptly took off and disappeared into the neighbor's trees. They went too fast for me to get a shot, and never came back, but I felt pretty privileged to have seen Martin fly for the first time.
Teresa hung around until this morning, and allowed me to take this final shot before she made her first solo flight:
So our latest backyard drama has reached the happiest conclusion, and we can all relax. Until the next Mama bird comes along looking for a nursery, anyway . . .
Friday, April 03, 2009
Posted by the author at 12:00 AM
Labels: backyard drama
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Big, loopy grin here. :)ReplyDelete
I'm so glad everyone made it!
They grow up so fast! I'm glad they happily made it to adulthood.ReplyDelete
And now, the betting begins; what will move in next?ReplyDelete
Now that's a happy ending. :)ReplyDelete
I'm glad they grew up enough to fly and didn't end up as some critter's lunch.ReplyDelete
Beautiful. You much have a warm and loving home that they felt so safe there.ReplyDelete
No doubt the whole family has alerted the Bird MLS about a safe, loving vacancy. . .ReplyDelete
I LOVE this post. I featured it in my Friday Five Favorites! http://soulechoes2.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-five-favorites-of-april-3rd.html. You made me remember the doves my family saved one year.ReplyDelete
Brett and I are very glad the story had such a happy ending.ReplyDelete