compy: (bleedingheart)
( Jul. 14th, 2008 01:57 am)
no not that kind


When we replaced our hummingbird feed with another utilitarian red and yellow plastic feeder, I splurged and bought a second: a little green glass one with a bright red feeding tube. Hummingbirds are territorial little bastards and even though our feeder has four feeding tubes, I have never seen more than one in use at a time; they fight and scold and drive each other away.

So I thought it would be nice to put up another feeder for the defeated one to use. However, though the big feeder was emptied regularly, the syrup level in the pretty little green globe never moved.

So Sunday afternoon, we moved it to the window by my computer terminal. So far I have spotted two little hummingbirds using it. They are small enough that they could be this year's hatchlings.

compy: (nails)
( Sep. 26th, 2007 11:08 pm)
The coyotes are noisy tonight.

Their high pitched yaps and wails drag me from my chair, and I open the patio doors. The cold air pours over me like a river of darkness. I reach for my robe.

It must be the Hunter moon that they howl at. Usually they sing when a siren goes off; the fire sirens, a car alarm. Sometimes I swear they howl at obnoxious ring tones. But the night is still and quiet except for coyotes; it must be the moon.


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