On the patio outside my bedroom is a mourning dove's nest in the calliandra bushes. I watched the nest being built and hoped that the gardeners wouldn't disturb it before the babies hatched and were safely on their way. Luck was with us and last week they left the nest. Thank goodness as the gardeners have given the bush a big trimming. But the two young doves have stayed close to home along with their mother who still feeds them. Some day soon they will be gone and I'll miss their beautiful cooing sounds.