Our Buenos Aires apartment had a large balcony off the front bedroom and off of the living room.
One both balconies plus the little wrought iron plant holder I had off the kitchen window, had doves nests every year.
I made sure no one opened doors or windows to disturb mama.
Only one year do I remember babys making it to the age of flying away. They were so tiny and so helpless .. falling out, something snatching them away, just disappearing one day .. it was awful but it was lovely when they started to get downy and funny looking but cute. Then they were tiny doves, then they grew and without a goodbye or I will send a card, they were gone. I saved the empty nests, just in case a tired mama dove came long one Spring and was happy to not have to build another nest.
Here they are .... these two made it .. they were little doves when they flew away ..