Another pigeon congregation. Even I don't always show pigeons the respect I show other avians, but I do love the way each one is different, and their alertness and curiosity as they look down on us.
The season has definitely turned, as pigeons and mourning doves are courting, and some of the flirting is taking place on my fire escape. They're all still at the stage of making eyes and cooing at each other -- literally cooing, of course. Then one of the males puffs his chest out a little too far, or tries to get too close, and the female bolts. But they'll be building nests together any day now.