In terms of evolution if single-motherhood didn't work for the humming birds, there wouldn't be hummingbirds.
I know Noddy; just indulging in a bit of anthropomorphing.
Guess that's why dragonflies engage in rough sex.
Diane--
I've been watching the tufted titmouse family educating the kids about harvesting black oil sunflower seeds. Landing on the perch of a feeder takes some tricky flying--and several tries.
Also one dim bulb perched on the chain of the feeder and kept pecking the chain hoping for a little nourishment.
Awe yes Dys, I know how you feel. Nature is great. We have a couple of rabid Pitbulls breading in the Ally. They like to play with a the little kids on the way home from school. Our High School track team has never been stronger.
I saw the title of this thread and thought MAN!!! I myself have been known to skirt the line of good taste but..... a baby hummer? I was going to call the authorities.....
we were saving the use of that particular train of thought just for you BVT. you came through wonderfully.
Noddy, I laughed at the mental image of the rather slow tufted titmouse hitting up the chain for a meal. He won't be a great addition to the gene pool, will he?
Amigo, yikes, tough neighborhood. Do the pitbulls protect the local crack house?
Farmerman, perfect. BVT, you deserved that one.
Good news--I got to watch mom feed her baby.
Sad news--I'm pretty sure there used to be two babies. Sigh. Nature is heartless.
farmerman wrote:we were saving the use of that particular train of thought just for you BVT. you came through wonderfully.
I would rather die than let you guys down.....
Diane wrote:
Amigo, yikes, tough neighborhood. Do the pitbulls protect the local crack house?
It's random terror. I think their in Al qaeda. They might be eating crack.
I just watched a mid-air collision between the dimwitted tufted titmouse and a fledgling chickadee. Both survived.
The baby left the nest. He is now zooming around going the the salvia, zinnias, petunias, climbing rose and hollyhock--and the feeders.
I thought that his/her leaving would make me tear up, but it is exhiliarating to see the little body zooming, zipping and soaring with all the energy and life of the mother. And that is the joy, to see them flying free.
I hope mom or baby will nest there next year.
Diane--
Parenthood is bittersweet--even when the child is a Featherbaby.
Oh Noddy, bittersweet it is. At least we will have the pleasure of seeing them for the rest of the summer and possibly, next year.
