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Snip. Glub. Click. Chirp.


Snip, snip, snip.

The past two mornings I've been trimming the daisy bushes in the front yard. A lot of daisies to be deadheaded. I chose to wait for the California poppies to go to seed before starting the task, so I reasoned.

Snip, snip, snip.


Glub, glub, glub.

A female Ruby-throated Hummingbird has been Molly the Cat's and my companion these past mornings. She, the hummingbird, loves drinking the flowers of the Hot Lips Littleleaf Sage by the driveway. Cool name, Hot Lips. Remember Major Hot Lips Houlihan?


Click, click, click.

"Want to see a hummingbird's nest?" I asked, as I plucked the camera out of the bowl in the hallway.

The Husband got up from the breakfast table and followed me out the door. I discovered the nest minutes before in the tree in the front yard. That's an upside to deadheading daisies.


I think the hummingbird was used to my presence because she didn't seem to mind that I was standing nearby.

Click, click, click.

The nest is tiny and looks fragile but, no doubt, quite sturdy. Supposedly, the structure will expand as the eggs hatch and the babies grow. I read that the Ruby-throated Hummingbird usually lays two eggs, the second one two days after the first. Once the second egg is laid, the incubation countdown begins. We ought to be hearing the chirp, chirp, chirp of the babies in about two weeks.

Life is good.


Onward to All Seasons, hosted by the lovely Jesh of The Jesh Studio. Click here to visit the meme and here for the list of participants. Thank you, Jesh.



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