Poetry Friday – This is the Mourning Dove Pair

Today the Poetry Friday roundup is over at Laura Purdie Salas blog, Small Reads for Brighter Days. Thank you, Laura. I’m considering your poetry challenge for April. It sounds fun!

I did Laura’s poetryaction prompt from last week: “Go outside and find one thing to introduce in a poem that begins, ‘This is the…'” She wrote a sweet poem about the ash tree waiting for spring. It was inspired by the children’s book, The Lodge That Beaver Built, by Randi Sonenshine and Anne Hunter. (Thanks for those links, Laura.)

We have this very sweet pair of mourning doves in our yard. They nested last year in our yard. I believe some critter stole their eggs last spring because I saw eggs in the nest, but the next time I looked there were none (and no baby birds). But the pair are back now, they have built their nest, and I’m praying for the best.

Our Mourning Doves

This is the doublet of doves,
cooing and pursuing,
who wait for their eggs,
their purpose renewing,
and fly back to their nest
with hope and love brewing.
Image by Beto from Pixabay – When I get a good photo of our birds, I’ll add it.

March #SOL22 Day 16 – Progress

Our little bird pair liked the new wall I gave them, and they are building their nest.
Taking an ice cream break from painting. (Yikes, look at me!)
This is a much bigger job than I anticipated! Progress after three gallons of primer.

I am posting this just under the wire for today! We are making progress. Why did we ever decide retirement was a good time to paint a house for the first time. We’ll see how long we hold up!

March #SOL22 Day 15 – Springtime Nest Building

We have a pair of doves that we often see in our yard. This morning I noticed they were building a nest under the porch of our work shed.

Later in the day, I went back to see how they were progressing. Sadly, they were nowhere to be found.

And the remnants of their nesting attempt were on the ground under the spot.

I took the chance and did something I wished I could have done this morning as I watched them struggle. I added another wall for their home. I hope I didn’t add too much human scent. Maybe they can try again tomorrow.

In other news today, we are prepping our house for painting the outside. It’s a big job.