To the Rescue

Ok, I know you may not believe me but this happens alot around here....my husband George catching or should I say rescuing hummingbirds from our greenhouses. This time it was a little different in that this little guy or gal (how Do you tell the difference???) actually fell into his hands from sheer exhaustion. The hummingbird had been trying to figure out how to get out and ended up at the very peak where it gets extrememly hot. It's happened so many times in the past I've lost count.


He laid there lifeless for what seemed like forever so I ran to get some sugar water. He wouldn't drink out of the dish by himself so George used his fingers to drip water on his beak. He slowly started to drink and came back to life before our eyes. Normally when he catches them they never look this bad. They usually at least sit up. This one was completely pooped out.

He rested on his hand while I tried to keep the cats away that were starting to gather around us. Though I think they weren't even aware of him.

Then suddenly he flew up and hovered for a second around Georges head and then flew away. I scrambled for my camera but I was too slow and missed getting a picture of his flight


Well, that was our excitement for the evening. It was a good thing we were working late or it may have had a different ending for the poor little thing. They are such amazing creatures. I feel privilege that we get to be around them all the time....one of the perks I guess.

Have a super week,
Carole