It seems people are frantic to find new things to do. Fortunately, I have a suggestion. Each year for the past 10 years, I have patiently waited for hummingbirds to return to East Tennessee so I could launch my bird-feeding project. It’s incredible that they return at all; they fly hundreds of miles to get to my bird feeder. It amazes me how this happens, and how they make their way home to my yard.
I’m careful to keep their feeder clean and filled with a combination of sugar and water in just the right proportions. For reasons known only to them, they seem to like the color red; I always have a bunch of red or pink flowers around the feeder, which must be kinda’ like a beacon for them. Every day that they are here, I take time to watch them throughout the day. I’ve stood outside, near the feeder, and occasionally a hummingbird will hover close to me. I totally love that. In return for all this free food and a friendly landing zone for them, they give me a special present each year.
Are we there yet? 