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22
Dec
2021
Thursday December 2, 2021
I had a hummingbird around my house, last week. I shouldn’t have had a hummingbird at all – they migrated south more than a month ago.
But yes, a hummingbird was back.
One of my hummingbird feeders still had some sugar syrup in it that I, out of sheer laziness, had not emptied out. I didn’t believe my eyes when I saw this little hummingbird, wings beating invisibly, poke its beak into a fake plastic flower to sip some of the remaining nectar.
Then he/she/it flew over to my kitchen window. Looked in at me. Nodded acknowledgement. And flashed off to the mountain ash tree where it hunkered down, no bigger than the twig it perched on.
She was back again, the next day. So she wasn’t just an accidental, passing through.
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