When Hummingbirds Come Home
May 3rd, 2014
Our hummingbirds returned to the home of their birth on April 29th this year. They came right up to our patio door and hovered there until my husband came to the window and acknowledged that they were home. Now it certainly is possible that they are some strangers hummingbirds, but I personally think they are the youngsters that left here last September to spend the winter South of the border. Instinct has brought them home to have families of their own. They will be safe and well fed (and well loved).
Learner.org Ruby -throated Hummingbird Migration Spring 2014.
Sweet Pea's Long Journey.
Flowering Plants For a Hummingbird Habitat at learner.org has a list of hummingbird favorites.
YouTube rescued baby hummingbird (Joan sent me the link), about a young man that rescued an injured baby hummingbird and brought it back to health, it is only about three minutes long. The music with this video is very enjoyable.
The red wine flutes were bought at HG after Christmas with the
gift card I won from Kathleen giveaway at Let's Dish. Of course the water goblet is from Avon, and the little parfait stem was a thrift store purchase.
Of course there are hummingbird figurines on the table that came from Marc's at least twelve years ago.
And last but not least is one of our little Sweet Peas. There have been many generations of these little fellas in our yard through the years. Some have met tragic ends in their zeal to compete with each other for the attention of the females. One had the misfortune to fly into the glass of our upstairs window in one of it's soaring adventures while I was standing there watching. He fell onto the deck and was lying there lifeless. It's little body was limp. I picked him up as gently as I could and held him in the palm of my hand and gently massaged his little chest to see if I could get him to start breathing again. My husband said I would have given him mouth to mouth resuscitation if I could have to bring life back to this little boy. I laid him into a flower basket hanging on one of the garden hooks on the deck to keep him safe from the cats, a while later he was trying to shake off his daze and gather his wits to take off but it took another half an hour or so before he was steady enough to fly. I should imagine that the hummingbirds that are sipping nectar in my yard today are his great grandchildren.
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