Last year, a pair of what I thought were pigeons, but which actually turned out to be doves, built a nest on top of the old, unused air conditioner in our carport and hatched two eggs. They came back this year, used the same nest, and had two more little chicks.
Mama bird sits in the nest, and the father usually sits hidden nearby. Both of them remain as still as statues. The little chicks are a bit more mobile, though they're silent.
They'll be gone soon, if they follow last year's pattern; but until then, they give me something to smile about when I leave for work in the mornings.