Toad in the Hole
August 17, 2006
This is our resident male Anna's hummingbird, who we call "Himself." He sits in the fruitless mulberry street tree out front and watches vigilantly, lest any other bird infringe upon His! Territory! -- particularly on the hummingbird feeder on the front porch. We do get other hummers, who generally pop in when Himself is off chasing some other hummer across the strees, or patrolling some other bit of His! Territory!
Then he chases them, of course, and sometimes the first or yet another hummer sneaks in, and off they all go again. So far, all I've seen have been Anna'ses, including at least one female and a couple of immature males. They might all be relatives; don't know. There's lots of post-breeding season hummer traffic around here.
He'll fly over and give us what-for if we get too close to the feeder when we're on the porch, or check us out if we're wearing some bright color. And when a stray lovebird of some brightly-colored sort, clearly someone's lost pet, came through the neighborhood and hung out on the utility wires next door awhile, he was rather perturbed and kept flying up to the stranger and questioning him/her. The lovebird didn't respond to our calls or offered sunflower seeds and eventually flew on, but seemed mostly to ignore Himself. Oh the ego-bruising!
A hummingbird got stuck inside our house the other day. Evan took a picture of it and it looks like an angel. It did escape without harm.
Posted by: Janis at August 18, 2006 05:59 PM