It always amazes me how different it is when you get up early and get that morning light. I left for a walk in the woods at about 7:00 this morning. It was chilly, but a good chilly. I walked the back way past the gazebo and the bogs. When I got to the woods there was a pair of mourning doves building their nest. Picking up sticks right along the path and then flying over to the nest and putting the stick on the nest. Then return and pick up another stick. I had so much fun just trying to keep up with this dove.