Very upsetting goings on on our balcony. A couple of pigeons have taken to courting in the nest like rim of our downpipe. We kept hearing this billing and cooing, the murmuring of sweet nothings, the rustlings of boxes of chocolates being unwrapped, knees being knelt on, and rings being exchanged.
We looked out, and there they were, cuddled up on our downpipe, cooing and bobbing at each other. We meanly chased them off.
But both for their sakes and for ours. While we don't want pigeons nesting on our balcony, we also know what they apparently don't, that the next rain will wash the nest out.
Unless of course they know something we don't and there ain't going to be no rain!
Then they started to turn up with bits of building material so we had to blockade the pipe.
It makes me feel such a bully. They look so downcast. He obviously thought he was making this beautiful home for her and now we have spoilt it all. It makes me worry that there aren't enough nesting sites around here.
What a mess we, the human race, are in. We just can't manage this beautiful and complex planet.
Which is why we are to pray for God's Kingdom to come.
All pigeons will have perfect nesting sites then, and nothing and nobody will be interrupting their happy courtship.
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