Saga of the Hummingbird
Hummingbird that came to visit
Poor Little Hummingbird
I don't write as many hubs as I did when I first came to hub pages. Mine are now are mostly about subjects that hit the inspire button of my personality. Last week we had a visitor come calling that hit that particular button of mine and the story that follows is close to my heart and is one that had a good ending.
Those of you who have read my work, know that I have two grandsons, Colton who is now seven and Maddox who is five. Several days each week, I will pick them up from their respective schools. Maddy is always first at 11:40 and attends Pre-K at Hendersonville First Baptist. Colton is a first grader and attends Atkinson Elementary and I pick him up at 3 pm. After school is always a time to burn off all that pent up energy.
We live in the country and each grandson has a bike and there are plenty of options from toy trucks and Monster jams, balls of all varieties and lots of other things that keep them busy playing, whooping it up and having the time of their lives. Of course, they love to have their snacks and run into the house often from the back yard to get cookies or a cold drink from the fridge.
Like most children, there is no thought of closing the doors when they come inside. After all, they are just going to be inside for a minute! Last week when they came inside and left the kitchen door ajar, a little hummingbird flew into the house. As quickly as I saw the little guy, I grabbed a broom and tried to coax him back outside. My efforts were futile to say the least.
Our visitor instead opted to fly into our living room which has a vaulted ceiling. He flew around going from corner to corner. Apparently he had gotten disoriented and couldn't find a way to exit. By this time the grandsons had gotten involved. "Shoot him,paw-paw!" Maddox said. "Well, Maddy,we just can't shoot the poor hummingbird, maybe we can find a way to get him out with out harming him.
Our visitor gallantly tried bumping the ceiling as if trying to penetrate or make himself a way of escape. I could tell he might be getting tired but then I thought, no, he can't be getting tired, after all the migration of hummingbirds is thousands of miles.The boys soon went back outside to their play and an idea stuck. Maybe if I could find some hummingbirds singing on you tube, the little guy might calm down and fly out one of the three doors I had opened.
Finding the you tube songs was easy enough so I typed it in and placed my iPhone near the closest door and most human logical place of exit. By that time, I was summonsed to the back yard to put a bicycle chain back on that had somehow slipped off. When I went back inside the house, the hummingbird was not to be found. Ahh! I said to myself, you're a pretty smart feller!
My wife came home about that time and the boys father also came to pick them up and take them home. We had to take some clothing racks to a local church that was having a yard sell and we loaded them up and drove them over. We were gone for about an hour. Upon returning home my son proudly said to me,"Well pop, we got rid of your hummingbird for you." I said I thought he had flown out the door before I left.
As it turns out, the hummingbird had landed on my wife's quilting rack which would explain why I had not seen him. When my son sat down in the recliner near the quilting rack, he startled the bird and my grandson Colton had a small net he put over the poor bird. It was amazing the hummingbird survived the net but my son caught the little guy. A close examination show nothing that was life threatening, however; while flying around my vaulted ceilings, he had covered himself in cob webs. He had webs on his feathers, beak and feet. He was a dirty bird if ever there was one!!!
Josh went to the bathroom and took Q-tips from the container and cleaned the bird up. Once all cleaned up, he set him outside on one of our porch chairs. He sat there for a moment and then flew to a Dogwood in our front yard and then back to the wild, happy as a hummingbird can be.
Today as I was mowing my front yard, I noticed my hummingbird feeder was empty so I decided to clean it and make some food for the other hummingbirds who inhabit the area. I looked up on the web how to make the food. It is really simple. One cup of pure cane sugar and four cups of water. The instructions say to boil the water to dissolve the sugar. Once I completed the process, I filled my feeder and sat back to see if any hummingbirds might soon find the new food.
It didn't take long before my first visitor and it was a Ruby throat hummingbird! I don't know if it was the same bird that we had last week in our house, but he did look strikingly familiar and clean! We have lots of birds here and I enjoy feeding them. Presently we have some Eastern Blue Birds nesting in a small bird house on our carport. They have been coming for many years to the same location.
One final note about our friend who came inside our house last week. Upon his release Maddox said,"I'm gonna miss that little bird. I really love him!"
- How to Make Hummingbird Food With Sugar Water | eHow
How to Make Hummingbird Food With Sugar Water. Hummingbirds are muscular, diminutive birds that possess a most unique method of travel. They rotate their wings in rapid, circular motions, reaching speeds of up to 60 mph. They are able to dart up, dow
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