When the hummers fly back to Central Georgia
A hummingbird showed up at the kitchen windows yesterday morning, apparently looking for the nectar feeder that normally hangs there over the summer. Call me Aethelred, for I was unready--there was nothing there but the extra seed feeder I had hung up for winter. I got the hummingbird feeders out of the mudroom, washed off the dust, and made up a batch of sugar water pronto. I'll be watching for her return.
It's heartening when the old customers come back.
It's heartening when the old customers come back.
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2 Comments:
I know I've heard you use this expression before, but I have to say the first time I read that title I imagined military humvees soaring on large, feathery wings.
I was thinking of "When the swallows fly back to Capistrano," but I suppose they could stow a Hummer in those transports they sometimes fly in and out of Bush Field. No feathers, though.
I hope you're getting those papers done...
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