We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
They showed up here in South Jersey last week. The like the red honeysuckle vine, the feeder, and later in the season, the lantanas in the pot we always have on the deck.
Here in upstate SC, I had my first hummingbird mid-March. One stayed and fed each day during the cold snap prior to Easter. Each day I was happy to see it had survived the freezing temps of the night before. Songbirds have been abounding since late February; most of them move on, heading north.
That was wonderful. We usually sit out on the porch in the late afternoon watching birds, but casually, and without a lot of specific bird knowledge. I'd been noticing unusually colorful birds lately. Our perch is an upstairs porch that gives us a close-up view of the upper oak canopy and a longer-distance view of a brushy marsh.
Around here (Gulf Coast near Corpus Christi) the migration that grabs everyone's attention is the hummingbirds in September. I guess hummers are the counterexample to the usual pattern: they come through casually in spring, but really bunch up in the fall, especially when wind-bound and waiting for a good Norther. I'll keep my eyes more peeled this month for the arrival of neotropical migrators in the afternoons as we enjoy the April migration.
Hummingbirds aren't shy. But if one comes up to you without you seeing it, it sounds like a giant wasp. Making you flinch, scaring off the hummingbird.
And they hide in the smallest of bushes incredibly well, so that if you go out in wild frustration in your shorts and try to scare them off they go silent and you can't see them. They you go inside and they start again. That's the Bob-whites, anyway. When you tent near one your only solution is to move.
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2022-05-01 15:43
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We have a bunch of brown-headed cowbirds at the moment. Never seen them before. Tons of sparrows, too. I don't recall seeing them before.