It seems like everyone is a whisperer of something nowadays. There are dog whisperers, horse whisperers, ghost whisperers... I'd like to introduce you to Gloria, our Hummingbird Whisperer.
We have a lot of the little guys this year, and for some reason, the feeder right outside our door is the happening spot in hummingbird world. Our feeder has ten perches, and it's rare that they're not all taken up, with other birds waiting to get in. There are typically 20 or 30 hovering around the doorway. It's actually a little dangerous stepping outside sometimes; with no Air Traffic Controller, the birds buzz the tower pretty close.
As a case in point, I filled the feeder at about 6:00 PM this evening (about as full as you see in the picture here). It's now 8:30, and the feeder is nearly empty. Strangely enough, we have two other feeders in direct sight of the house feeder, and we only have to fill those once every day or two.
I was up at the top of the hill two nights ago trying to figure out if I was listening to a car drive up the driveway or a boat over on Pushineer. As I walked down the hill, I realized that it was neither; I was listening to the hummingbirds swarm that one feeder. The sound has pretty much become a constant in our life when we're in the house.
There are lots of different hobbies in this world. Some people scrapbook. Some people fly fish. We feed hummingbirds.
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