The weekend project was to trim out some of the trees that were encroaching on the campsites. Inspecting the trees carefully for nests is challenging. A well-hidden Mourning Dove nest was deep into the thick branches of a cedar and was missed.
Thankfully, the babies were noticed on the ground, huddled together. Momma was nearby, fretting about what to do.
Kayakers are staying with us this weekend who are avid animal lovers. When they returned from their float, we told them about the dilemma. Ben went into action, building a nest shelf and installing it in a nearby tree.
Their nest was located in the cut-down cedar and placed on the nest shelf. The babies were carefully scooped up off the ground and returned to their nest.
Mom disappeared and we worried that she would not return. Dad sat by on a perch within sight of the nest shelf. We watched all evening and didn't see the parents return. We thought they wouldn't return.
How thrilling it was to find Momma Bird sitting on the nest this morning when we went out! Hallelujah.
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