The gangs all here. Monday, no sooner than I had emailed Norma to ask if her hummers had showed up, a male juevenile flew up to the feeder. He seems to be the first and maybe the only one here so far. Odd that it isn’t an adult male, they usually are the lead. This little guy isn’t showing a red neck scarf and it isn’t a female, somust be a youngish male. With dawn nearly an hour earlier than in southern NE, the light wakes us by 5 am. When I went out with the cats first thing this morning a Blue Heron startled and flew off from ponds edge. A pair of Canadian geese and a pair of Mallards came up to check us out. Everyone is curious. After so much quiet, the noisy humans and their cats are back on the pond. Let’s see…. the ravens, if I could speak one bird language, it would be that of the raven. Talk, talk, chatter, squawk…. loud, raucous.. they never stop. The Loon is circling and crying, orwhatever loons do. All day. Crazy.
I’m stiff between the shoulder blades today and more gardens need to be edged, weeded and cleared of old growth. The outhouse needs further cleaning after the racoon devastation. I can’t figure out how they opened the door, but what a mess! I’m off. It’ll rain again before too long by the looks of it, and I am already behind.
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I love the loon sound. We often vacation in northern Minnesota and dear son could make that sound as a baby — very funny to have a loon in the carseat — and for this reason the loon socks in the traveling socks book tempts me so. I think your day sounds like a lot of work, but so much beauty too. I’ll assume you stop and admire once in awhile.
I saw the hummingbirds back at my feeder on May 1st, right on time. We have two pair that visit our feeder, constantly fighting for the territory. I added a new feeder for Orioles this year and the hummers like that as well- particularly if their little feeder is empty. I wish I could get a photo of the tufted titmouse who’s learned to pearch on the tube and lean down to take a drink of sugar water. Silly thing!
This morning my alarm clock was the honking of geese, the chirping of sparrows and the song of the house finch…oh, and maybe a magpie screeching. How anyone could sleep through that I don’t know but Smith sure does. Nature is so alive this time of year. No, hummers here and it’s HOT! I’ll let you know;-)
You’re place sound like an idyll… hummingbirds, herons, ducks and geese, well, and then there’s the raccoons, but still…
I do not know much about the Hummingbird, but we have a family nesting in a Eucalyptus tree on the other side of our driveway from the house. The tiniest nest, like a little thimble… parents are being very protective, so I can’t get under the trees to weed out that bed, hope the baby(s) are born soon. If we even walk over there, papa buzzes out with sharp beak a bit too close to my eyes…
Even in the rain, it sounds beautiful. Your word pictures make an ache of yearning for the simplicity of the pond, the birds, the sky.
All spring I’ve been bouncing back and forth between RI and PA, which have similar flora and fauna, but about 2-3 weeks “ahead” in PA. Some years I’ve missed spring in both. This year, I’ve been getting a double dose of all the blooms as I hit it in both places. You must get some of that as well, right?