Spreadeagled and Possibly Seasick

The pair of collared doves have chosen their nesting site - Inside the very tall conifer. They go in through a tiny hole near the top and out from the other side. Leaving is easy - They just leap out and flap. Arriving is another matter - One manages beautifully but the other hasn't got the hang of folding its wings at the right moment and invariably spreadeagles itself against the tree which must be very uncomfortable. And then makes a big flappy fuss as it tries to go through with a beakful of nesting bits. This morning it is very windy and the conifer is waving around so they are probably seasick.

TB and OLAHF have (thankfully) forgotten their spat about The Throwing Shoe and are united in their appreciation of the ongoing skirmish between NN and the farmer. For once TB has demonstrated a certain amount of social awareness and only throws The Shoe when it knows OLAHF is not around. There's not much left of the Shoe in any case as bits tend to fall off as it is hurled up into the air.