Backstage at the Whatever . . . Whenever Blog
I wrote yesterday’s post while sitting in my favorite place on earth – my garden swing.
No matter what I am doing in the garden, this is always right beside me . . .
And so it was that I could capture this most perfect headshot of Ms. Hummingbird.
And such a strange thing happened right afterward.
But first let me set the scene . . .
This is my all time favorite Hummingbird feeder, and it has its own story
This ceramic apple feeder was marketed by Havahart several years ago and is no longer sold. I loved it so much when I saw it at a local nursery, that I bought two.
I don’t know why I loved it so much – just one of those things. It was red and wonderfully shaped and shiny. May as well have been a heart. I loved it.
And my Hummingbirds loved it too. They know a good thing when they sip at one.
As much as I loved it, however, I gave the second one to my Mom for her garden.
Years passed and my wonderful apple got sun faded, cracked and finally got broken. I tried to find another one, and there were none to be had.
Then I went to Michigan to help my mother move to Santa Fe, and lo and behold, there was her apple feeder still in the box – just like new!
I gushed all over it until she gave it back to me.
And I was really happy with this new red apple. This time, I hung it on a shady branch of a tree so it wouldn’t fade.
But the tree I hung it in was this one – a Chinese Elm I have to keep cutting way back so it won’t become too big for the courtyard.
And one day, I cut the wrong branch and my apple feeder fell and smashed.
Great weeping and gnashing of teeth ensued.
I went back on the web determined to find another one. I called the manufacturer in case there might be one sitting forgotten in a warehouse somewhere. No luck.
But then, my friend, Google, came up with a woman on ebay who was selling some “VIntage Fruit Hummingbird Feeders”. The early 2000′s isn’t quite vintage in my book, but I went to look anyway.
You guessed it . . . there was my apple amongst some very ugly fruit that may as well have been vintage.
And I bought it.
So, that’s the ebay find hanging in the midget Elm as of yesterday (the garden is still very much a work in progress!)
And the tree is about 6 feet from my swing, so when my Hummingbird friend decided to visit the apple, I grabbed that telephoto lens and got right in her face with it.
And now, the strange thing that happened . . . she got right back in my face. She flew right up to the end of my lens – she didn’t hit it but she hovered there – just as close as she had been to the feeder. Obviously, there was no way to focus, so I just sat there until she had enough and flew away.
Maybe she was checking her make-up in the lens reflection?
Mark passed through the garden about then and I told him about it.
“Maybe she thought I was some exotic flower or something,” I said to him.
“Maybe she thought you were a gigantic Hummingbird with a REALLY weird beak,” he said.
It’s for moments like that that I keep him around.
You may have seen that I added copyright type to the lead photo in this post. I hate the look of that, but with Pinterest and all that going on, it is something I have to do – at least to the important images. I will try to keep it as unobtrusive as possible.
A Great Read . . .
I am really picky about fiction. It has to be very well written, not stupid or saccharin or hopelessly insipid. I am also sick to death of violence as entertainment. So, it is not very often that I will recommend a work of fiction, but . . .
This book I loved.
This is historical fiction at its best – telling the story of two women born at opposite ends of a century, who you would not think have anything in common – but they do. The narrative switches back and forth between the early 1900′s and 2011. I could not put it down – and smiled at the end.
Doesn’t get any better than that.