Greensboro Birds

“[Birders] are unusually susceptible to the emotion of awe. When swept away by the appearance of a previously unseen bird, they enter an altered state of grace. This may be seen as nothing more than sentimental nonsense to the secular mind. But we need to remind ourselves that, to the color-blind, a description of red [...]

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It’s September 30 and ruby-throated hummingbirds are still numerous in the garden. This summer I put in a couple pineapple sage plants, which bloom in fall and have now become favorite nectaring spots for migrating hummingbirds. Really, all the flowers in the garden are attracting them now. The little birds only occasionally stop at the [...]

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So busy these days, so few posts, even fewer photos. In a nutshell:

We returned Dinner to the farm where he was hatched and brought home an older Welsummer hen, Rita, that matches our remaining red hen, Lunch. (Dinner’s extraordinarily LOUD cockadoodledooing a few mornings ago confirmed his true gender. He couldn’t fight nature after all.) [...]

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Spending time on the Adirondack bench this a.m., right after Hanna’s rain ended, watching ruby-throated hummingbirds at the feeder while nursing a two-day weather headache. (Is it just me or do lots of people get queasy migraines when the barometric pressure drops?) Tito’s flopped next to me having a head-pat, being a good little man [...]

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Fine. Josh is the BeastMaster and the Whisperer of All Creatures. Remember when he tamed the vicious red-breasted nuthatch? Or how he conquered the wild hen? Seriously, is there any animal he can’t put under his control? Nope. Yesterday he surrounded himself with a swarm of snarling ruby-throated hummingbirds, proving his mighty powers of critter [...]

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