Wild Egg Shells

These egg shells were lying in the street some distance from each other.  It is impossible to tell whether they were stolen from the nest and the eggs eaten by a predator or the chicks hatched and the shells were kicked out of the nest.

In either case, there are bazillions of doves in the park that begin their "coo, coo, ka, coo" well before sun-up every morning.  It makes me wish for the "boom, boom, ba, boom" of 20 gauge shotguns.  There are Mourning Doves, White Tip Doves, Inca Doves and pigeons everywhere you look.  A blind man could put dinner on the table with only a couple shots and then sleep well the following morning.