This is one of several hummingbird friends that have been stopping by for a visit at our feeders. Sometimes, if I listen closely enough, I can hear the beating and buzzing sounds the wings make as they quickly flap through the air. Their graceful little beaks and tiny little bodies make me think of ballerinas with wings.Hopefully tomorrow I can photograph the sneaky squirrels that come to steal food from the seed feeders (even though they have their own feeder!).
18 comments:
Good morning Sophia!
I love watching the creatures of nature do there thing.
I think squirrels are so pretty; my husband says they are tree rats.. I beg to differ.
Have a great day!
Hi Sophia,
You are so lucky to have hummingbirds where you live!
Best wishes to you,
Rob (MMMMM)
Lovely! I wish we had squirrels or hummingbirds. At least we have a groundhog who lives in the rocks behind the house.
With hope,
~ Christi
A bit off topic,but I thought of you when I came upon href="http://www.irancartoon.com/">this website
Who would have thought that Persia would host a cartoon festival?
Back ontopic. We have just resigned to feed the squirrels. We can get 50# of sunflower seeds from the local MFA (grain dealer) for about $13 so its not too expensive to feed the little guys (I don't hunt).
Hi Lucid,
My husband bangs on the window anytime he sees a squirrel eating the bird seed. He thinks they are pests, but I admire them. When my husband isn't around, I let them eat from the feeders. They're fun to watch. They're so sneaky and clever, and they have their own antics. They're like the clowns of my backyard.
Hi Rob,
Then you can live vicariously through my photographs of them!
I wish you had hummingbirds, too, but I bet you have some beautiful birds where you live that I don't have!
Great to see you! :)
Christi,
We have a groundhog, too! Something was eating my husband's tomatoes, and we at first blamed the squirrels. One day something ran quickly by my feet, but I couldn't make out what it was. I thought it was a fast little chipmunk or something. Maybe it was, I don't know. But the next day we saw a groundhog roaming around the backyard, paying particular attention to the tomatoes. My husband thinks it's a pest, too, but secretly I admire the little guy. The husband unit says they can tear up a house's foundation, and can also hurt dogs with their big claws. I do worry for my dogs, no doubt!
If you ever get a chance, shoot a photograph of your little groundhog buddy!
Hope you're doing well.
Love and peace,
Sophia
Goatman,
That cartoon festival does seem uncharacteristic of Iran! When I think of Iran, I think of big weapons and military. It's probably because that's what the media focuses on. Little did I know that they too have a sense of art and humor.
My favorite image is the picture of the man in the jail outfit sitting behind barred windows, with a computer keyboard on his desk. That's a little like me - I'm a prisoner to the computer. But I don't mind. It's self-inflicted. I know I have an internet addiction, but at least it gives me something to do. My dad spends a lot of time on his computer at his house, too. We tease him and call his computer room his "mole hole".
I told my dad and stepmother how much my husband disliked our squirrels. For Christmas last year they got him a squirrel feeder! I thought it was a hilarious gift. On the squirrel feeder we place these corn logs. The squirrels love them, but still often resort to stealing from the bird feeders.
Just out of curiosity, how long would you say that 50 pound bag lasts? Sometimes we also buy bags of pieces of corn, that also has seed in it. We lay it on the squirrel feeder whenever the local Wal-Mart is sold out of the corn logs. Actually, Wal-Mart quit selling the corn logs for a long time, so we had to buy the bags of squirrel food. Thankfully, Wal-Mart is once again selling the corn logs. I like to go outside and look at all the teeth marks that are on the log.
A fifty pound bag of sunflower seeds lasts ,probably, 2 months in the winter and 4 months in summer judging by the last few seasons. We just have the one feeder and a finch feeder year around. Just drive out of town, during the day, till you spot those big cylinders of grain. Usually this will be a Co-Op or local grain company which has for sale much feed and seed (I get my duck feed at one). Ask them who sells sunflower seeds,if they don't. Here in mid MO they all sell them but that would be quite a drive for you!
Best to you
Just reread your comment.
You should take advantage of your dad's interest in the net. I wish that my dad would take an interest in something new.
Let him in on the blog. We won't bite! Just kidding. Hope that I'm not too forward.
Yup, squirrels and hummingbirds and jays and nuthatches and finches and deer and porcupine and cougars...got em all.
We saw hummingbirds on our cruise to Alaska, so they do get around.
As for squirrels, I find them interesting to watch, but boy they make a mess on our roof since they live in the pine trees and shuck the pine cones and rip off pine boughs when making nests.
Just one of life's wonderful amusements.
Hi Goatman,
Are you talking about places that have a big metal silo on the farm? Should I just walk to the front door of the house and knock? :)
Unfortunately I can't tell my dad about my blog. He is a rightie and very Christian conservative. Any of my beliefs or experiences would be perceived on his end as Satan worship, or "going against Jesus Christ". He'd say something like, "Why don't you go to the Methodist church I used to bring you to when you were little?"
I don't really have a very open relationship with my father. I love him, but when I was younger he was very strict, controlling, and used physical abuse as punishment instead of loving discipline. I don't know if it's because of that, but I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, partly because of that abuse and partly because of something else that happened with a neighbor. So I don't completely blame my father, but I do have a hard time being open with him. He asked me to forgive him when I was 19. I did. But I still have flashbacks.
My dad does sometimes surf the net, but he mostly uses Adobe Photoshop to make photo collages for his business. He is also a sports photographer for various schools around the area.
Sorry for all the negativity in this comment, but I felt I had to explain why I don't invite my father to my blog.
No, you're not too forward. You can ask or say anything you like, here. :)
Hi Joe,
We've got most of that, but definitely not porcupines or cougars! Sounds like you live on the wild side of town. :)
I never thought of there being hummingbirds in Alaska. For some reason I imagined they liked warmer weather, so I'm surprised you saw them there.
Sounds like you have a love/hate relationship with your squirrel buddies. They're so messy and sneaky, but boy are they cute.
Goatman, I thought of something else I forgot to tell you in my last comment. The last time I went to Wal-Mart to buy squirrel food, the cashier told me an awful horror story. She said a man was buying the same squirrel logs that I bought, and the cashier said to the man, "Oh, you're so nice to feed the squirrels." The man responded, "Well, I use them as bait and then send my dog out to kill them. They're good on sandwiches." I felt horrible about this, because not only were squirrels being killed by this man, but he was cheating and not even hunting like a hunter should! (I don't think much of hunting, myself. And I especially don't like taxidermied animals.)
To me, these birds are 'moments of time, suspended in mid-air' marvelous pic Sophia.
I agree about the hunting, brutal, feed the deer to come trusting to one place, one day lie in wait and kill them eating. Sport?
Same with your squirrel story, cruel and vicious sounding to me.
Iran is normal but scarred by the stone age religion that rules the country, keeps the population on edge but they try to be normal, what is normal, loving is normal. Wouldn't want to visit or live there, hope for them all to become free of their captors.
Enjoyed the comments, we have wild bob cats and wild pigs (Javelinas) here in Texas, most of them inhabit the Capital bldgs and wear the masks of Politicians, get a free lunch that way, and more, I think, lol, just, ha ha, joking. Not many sweet little gentle hummingbirds there though.
I may borrow the pic for my desk top, what'd you say? Okay?
Later, my friend.
Jim,
How lovely of you to want to use my pic on your desktop. Of course you can use it! :)
Yes, can't say there are many gentle hummingbirds in office right now. But hopefully the next election will see a change to that.
Sounds like my dad. I can usually tell what he will think about a subject by selecting the opposite opinion as the one that I have. I guess all that you could do is forward some applicable links for him to look at thru e-mail. At least he would know you were thinking of him.
The grain silos I was speaking of are collections of these holding tanks usually collected in groups of ten or so, not the individual farmer storage. Farmers have grouped together and formed CoOps which buy equipment for member usage and store grain in large quantities which allows for future bids and puts on the larger market of the grain. This allows them to get a better price than if they would have sold it at time of harvest. Usually there are railroad tracks nearby for shipping purposes. They usually have a store near the bins that anyone can shop at since they are trying to make a small profit for the CoOp. I once bought incubator parts from one of these to hatch my ducks.
Sorry about the volume of words here, but I hope you get the idea.
Goatman,
Interesting. Before I read your comment, I had sent my dad an email with a link to a blog about wild parrots in New York. He has a pet Quaker parrot.
We don't live in a rural area, but the next time we are traveling, I'll keep my eyes peeled for these Co-ops. Thanks for the idea.
You don't have to apologize for the volume of your comment. You can say as much as you want to here. You can even write a book! As you can see, I am sometimes long-winded myself. :)
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