Today I noticed a collared dove sitting on a rather flimsy nest in the holly tree. As I slid the patio door open another dove high in the oak tree flew out with that characteristic flight call. 'Ah,' I thought, 'diversionary tactics.'
I cannot adequately express how delighted I was to think that a pair of doves had chosen our tree to bring up a family. Mind you, when I went out to retrieve the washing I saw that the nest was bare of birds, devoid of doves, avians were absent so maybe they've found somewhere else to lay their weary eggs.