For my lack of blogging and digital interaction, there has been quite the flurry of analog activity here. School has been daily, peppered with appointments and errands, and the like. We are, of course, enjoying the hummingbirds in the front and back daily; the migratory species that travel through our yard only do so twice per year. For hummers in particular, fall migration is by far the best and must be witnessed first hand, relaxed and in the moment. The showtime is short.
Bruce…staking out his feeder.
They are tiny birds with huge personalities who require one’s full un-distracted attention. When we’re with them, our attention is what they’ve got.
The numbers this year don’t appear to out-do the record numbers we had in 2011 (the video of which I’ve already posted for your viewing); still, they are no less entertaining.
Video’s best for these flitty guys. Photographing them with a hand-held still camera is a bit like fly fishing: lots of waiting with the single zing that makes the muscle seizures worthwhile.
These shots are all from our property.
Bruce…coming in for a drink.
Bruce…still there at sundown, keeping intruders
off his feeder.
A Male Juvenile
There’s his throat color coming in, one little red feather.
The adolescent equivalent to peach fuzz. LOL
While I watch the hummingbirds, there are the other bird species who come and go, no less spectacular.
Juvie Mississippi Kite flying over
eating his cicada on the go.
From the kitchen
(It’s actually a shot of his reflection in the creek.)
Whistling Duck Family
Mama reminds me to Get Back To Work!
I hope to be back soon. Stay well and get outside if you can.