A couple weeks ago I wrote about the pair of mourning doves nesting in my fire escape garden.

This morning I heard the classic mourning dove call, only it sounded like it was coming from a bird recovering from laryngitis. So I took a peak and saw the baby!

Hidden on My Fire Escape: Part Two

Baby is on the right. It's gotten fairly large, almost to adult size. Eventually baby will molt and get its grown-up plumage, but I really like its current style; much edgier than mom and dad. Though the parents do have some killer eyeliner.


Hidden on My Fire Escape: Part Two

Can't tell if that is mom or dad on the left, but whoever it is was not pleased with my camera lens all up in its beak. So I will leave them be for now.