The trouble with this touchy-feely, one with the Earth deal there are traps. We have spent most of this past year maintaining feeding stations for Hummingbirds. My mother-in-law has done this for years and while visiting, I would find it interesting and amusing, so I gave it a try. Well now the trap: when the temps drop and the snow flies (as it has been…24 and snowing now) then this silliness in me ensues in which I am going outside to get the just frozen feeders, bring them back into thaw and then return them back out to the chattering, buzzing Anna’s Hummingbirds. They hover within a foot as I replace the feeders much like our dogs and cats do.
I know they have coping mechanisms, etc. But, now I feel honor bound to keep the juice flowing. The cats enjoy the festivities too…visual catnip.
