All during the day I kept watching the hummingbird feeders. Where were the birds? Did they leave during the night? Three times I picked up my cell phone to cancel the appointment with Jean Enochs and Betty Maloney, Madison. I didn’t want to disappoint them but the situation wasn’t promising. Something told me just to be patient!
What an evening! This was the last night before the migrated. It is truly a neat experience. The birds were drinking like they were starving to death but actually they were “tanking up” before crossing the Gulf, taking 18-20 hours.
Until later,
Chattyhummer
Betty Maloney, Madison
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| Can you see the tongue? (Jean Enochs hand) |
Jean Enochs, Madison
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| The hummer is content with Jean |
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| Betty felt the hummer's little feet |
What a headache! I’ve been trying different ways to feed the hummers. Our local bird shops didn’t sell hummingbird vials so I made my own. I’ve used several creative ideas but this day I picked up flower vials from the local florist. I spray painted the caps red but I must have used the wrong type of paint. The plastic caps never dried. The second time, I painted the caps with red finger nail polish and wrapped part of the vial with red duct tape. YES…I feel like a “red-neck”. Since this time, I found commercial vials with red tops but I still like my spice caps the best of all.
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