One fine morning recently, there were a lot of cooings on my balcony. It was these two. For obvious reasons I named them Juliet (perched on the railing) and Romeo (under the railing.)
Then I found surprises in the dragon tree pot.
I told these pigeons from the start that they might not want to do their courting, not to mention nesting, on a balcony where the human comes out all the time. But here we are. Possibly they’re very young and haven’t got the knack of successful nesting down. This is why pigeons need grandparents.