What greater gift could nature have given me for Easter other than the return of my Hummingbirds!
Thursday morning poor Master Twelve, as he was nursing his sore throat, was attempting to croak to me that he’d seen a Hummingbird. I believed him although didn’t see any myself that day but did take the opportunity to clean and refill the feeder just in case of this!
However… come Friday that distinctive sound was in the air once more, announcing the arrival of more than one little Hummingbird, yea!!!
Then Saturday morning, lying in bed, listening to the sound of rain falling intermingled with the sound of Hummingbirds flitting here and there was just delightful. No guessing where I can be found these days, lol! 🙂
I ask you, how cute is that little tongue? By the end of the week-end we had three or four little Hummingbirds fighting over the feeder, just NOT when I had the camera in my hand of course.
Last night Master Twelve was attempting to talk to Hubby and I but we were both staring out the window, totally absorbed with the Hummingbirds. Eventually Master Twelve twigged he didn’t have our full attention, prompting this muttering… “Hummingbirds? How much longer?“