I never get my hummingbird feeders out soon enough. I think they are supposed to go out about mid-March to catch the eye of the early scouts. Mine don't.
This afternoon, while sitting at my desk working at the computer, I heard a loud buzzing. I looked up at the ceiling and was surprised to see a frustrated and unhappy hummingbird trying to get out.
I needed a net, but didn't have one. I finally took a mesh wastebasket and easily trapped the small bird in that against the ceiling. A piece of cardboard slid over the top (sometimes it's handy to have a lot of crap laying around), and I walked him to the open window. I managed to get a picture before tilting the basket so he flew out.
Then I went right downstairs and filled 4 hummingbird feeders and hung them off the front porch. I need to get my ass in gear for spring.
p.s., No news yet on Irene. Some nice folks came today and met Big Boy. They are thinking it over. He showed that he wanted to be friends, but wasn't quite confident enough to do so on his own. He will be a bit of a project, but well worth it, I think, in the end. We will see. Rainy, nasty weekend ahead, not expecting anything to happen, but I do hope to move Aragon to a new foster tomorrow. I guess I haven't mentioned him yet. More on him later.
2 comments:
Be sure to change the food every once in a while, otherwise it'll ferment and you'll get drunk hummingbirds. True story - it happened to my aunt!
Sounds like it was a drunk hummingbird that came in the house! Great story, I'd like to see one that close.
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