Speaking of getting, we have hummingbirds around.
For Father's Day I got Shawn a hummingbird feeder. I think I got him some other things, too, but the hummingbird feeder has turned out to be the most interesting.
When the prepackaged nectar mix was gone, I googled how to make my own and found this. Who knew there would be such a fantastic use for our white sugar, now that we eat healthy!?!? After I put my own, clear nectar into the feeder, we started seeing birds every evening, about 7:15 p.m. They love my homemade hummingbird food!
Tonight I saw a bird earlier than usual. I'd just filled the feeder with a fresh batch of nectar, and I think he loves it!
I decided to try to get a photo of him. The hardest part of this was sneaking out so Schubert didn't realize I was on the porch and scratch at the dining-room window...
I sat down to wait. Bored, I shot a photo of another one of morning glory vines. Since it is getting on toward evening, the flowers are all closed.
I waited quietly.
When a hummingbird comes near, he buzzes, almost like a giant bee. I suppose this is why they call them hummingbirds: the hum of their wings is startlingly loud. If you didn't know it was a hummingbird, you might be inclined to swat it (or to duck and run).
He came and hovered above the feeder for a bit, and then he came in for a landing...
I am so excited.
I don't know if I am more amazed that I have a hummingbird who loves my homemade nectar, or that I was able to get photos of him eating.
Today we had a hummingbird victory!