SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!

A PICTURE OF MY LITTLE FRIEND TAKEN THROUGH THE STORM DOOR GLASS

Meet my little friend.  I think there may be a hummingbird nest somewhere in our spruce tree.  For a little more than a week or so I have been hearing multiple tiny, very delicate sounding little peeps from somewhere in the spruce.   I have not been able to see where the sounds are coming from. This morning when I looked out the door I saw two hummingbirds sitting in some of the low, bare branches of the trimmed-up-off-of-the-ground spruce tree.  They were so cute.  One was rather large and chubby,  for a hummingbird. It was facing the other hummingbird that was on another branch.  The second hummingbird was teeny, tiny and rather skinny, even for a hummingbird.  They were looking at each other.  It looked like they may have been deep in conversation, but I couldn't hear them because the glass on the storm door.


HE IS VERY TINY, A LITTLE MORE THAN 2 SPRUCE NEEDLE LENGTHS

For once, the camera was nearby, but not near enough to catch their te'te a te'te, but near enough that I was able to catch this pic of the tiny little bird sipping something from the spruce needles, spruce nectar?  I wonder if it tasted like gin.

Here are pictures of some of my zinnias.  I can't get enough of them in summer.  I take pictures to look at in winter.  Did you notice the pretty lemon drop colored zinnia?  It is the first I have seen in this color.  The last perfectly peach zinnia I planned on harvesting seeds from became breakfast for a goldfinch, so I will show you what I am doing to get some seeds from this lemon drop zinnia.

Here it is.

It kind of looks like a Casper the Ghost Halloween costume for a zinnia, but it is a nylon mesh gift bag.  Hopefully, it will foil the little finches.  They are welcome to all of the pink and magenta zinnias they want, but they always prefer the unusually colored zinnias for their meals.  The ground beneath the zinnia patch looks like a parade went by and threw colorful confetti everywhere.  I guess it was a parade of sorts.  A parade of finches.


This is a picture of a bumblebee.  He is a different one than I wrote about before.  His markings were slightly different.  He had a hold on the petal and was bending it over.  

MY PETAL PUSHER BUMBLE BEE

Happy Summer to you all!