Friday April 20th 2018Tim
on an icy breeze this morning and a Boy Humming Bird
sighting. Could be a rogue Humming Bird, of course. One
that's gone completely to the banana and is drifting
through a life dedicated to one day maybe nesting on
Baffin Island. Possibly has a family line which for
generations has nested in a suburb of Montreal, and he's
just very anxious to catch up on the gossip. And there's
always a chance he might actually know what he's doing.
someone who was once viciously harassed by a swarm of
young Humming Birds while I was doing the right thing by
making pectin free jam, I'm not that fond of them.
Close-up they have a very sharp pointed beak and a
crazed look in their killer instinct eyes, kind of like
a giant Mosquito. No doubt about it their species has
been around much longer than the species I have the
misfortune to belong to, so they've got that sort of
wisdom going for them.