Out my window, in a tree in our front yard, sits one of our hawks. But he's not happy. There are about six hummingbirds taunting him, screeching (I've never heard that sound from a hummingbird before), flying around his head, pecking at him when he looks the other way. He's getting really agitated about it, hopping from one branch to another, losing his grip and nearly falling out of the tree. This has gone on for some time already, not sure how much longer he can take it, but I'm sure the hummingbirds (who, combined, must weigh only about as much as one of the wings of a hawk) will eventually succeed in running him out of their tree.
Despite the potential for political parallels, the news here is the hummingbirds. I had only seen one hummingbird in our yard this year, when last year we had lots of them. Maybe they aren't gone, just haven't been hanging out in the usual places, or maybe it's because I don't have nearly as many flowers blooming this year...
Sunday, June 24, 2007
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