I was practicing my hammered dulcimer yesterday morning as the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon. I love watching the mists drifting over the lake and through the pines on the far ridge, the sun bringing color to the clouds and the trees. And, this time of year, the geese heading south... But yesterday the thing I also noticed was a humming bird sitting in the tree in front of my window. It was 29 degrees out and quite humid - and cold. The following shot is not that great - but, in my defense, the little guy was perhaps 40 feet away, the light was not brilliant, and it was bloody cold standing out on the deck in my stocking feet trying to take the picture.
That is when I noticed the humming bird feeders were pretty much empty. With the little guy sitting there watching me.
Into the house, mix 3/4 cup sugar with 3 cups hot water, stir while coming to a boil, boil over on the stove, smell of burnt sugar, clean bottom of pan, then back out onto the balcony to set the hot pan on the freezing tile to get the sugar solution to cool enough to put in the feeders. And back into the house to clean and sterilize the feeders...
While the little guy just kept sitting there watching me.
It took about 30 minutes to get the feeders filled and rehung. Back in the house - by the time I turned around he was at one of the feeders. He was there for a while too - clearly appreciating the nectar.
When I was younger I found Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s book “The Little Prince” - a fanciful tale of a young man being befriended by a fox. If you haven’t read it, you should. The story tells of how becoming someone’s friend is a bit like being tamed by that person - I suspect I have now been trained by a hummingbird - and have a new friend.