Hummer’s Mean Home: Part I (Perching)~

I love watching the hummers around my house – one of these days, I’ll get a camera that will be able to take close-ups of them that are as crystal-clear as Cindy’s are, here!
😎


Coming home means hanging out with the hummers.

I don’t worry about them when I’m gone.

I just miss them.

My husband, the actual-factual, logical-biostatistician, said incredulously, “They fly up to me like they missed me.”

He’s not used to thinking like this,


but he can’t help noticing such obvious birdy behavior.

Speaking of birdy behavior, we are having a problem this year.

The snoozing little capitalist you see above is dominating two quart-sized feeders and relentlessly attacking and driving all hummers off who try to feed. He spends more time hoarding nectar than feeding and snoozes all the time because he’s exhausted from all his effort. Of course he can’t even begin to drink this much nectar!

You can see him perched on the wire above the feeder, waiting to attack any bird that dares to drink! We have three feeders now spaced far apart to control him, one…

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  1. cindy knoke
    May 27, 2017 @ 21:03:18

    The hummers and I love you my friend!

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