| Writer’s Cramp By Edie Haggard Hummingbird chaos Those
of you who have one or more hummingbird feeders have probably seen some
odd behavior among feathered brethren at the feeder. These
feeders don’t only draw hummingbirds, they draw wasps, purple finches,
bees, little tiny things I don’t what are and all irritate the stew out
of the hummingbirds. The hummingbirds come in one or several at a time,
settle to feed and here comes a finch, 10 times their size. So, they
have to fly off in fear and wait ’til the big bird gets done. There’s
one brave little hummingbird who will buzz the finch until it finally
flies off. Think he’s the same one who will feed on the other side of
the feeder if he can’t drive off the finch. He flares his wings and
peers around the neck of the bottle to be sure where the enemy is but
he stays and feeds. Good boy! Now, the wasps are
a whole ’nother ball game. They are as aerially flexible as the
hummingbirds and it’s hilarious to watch the acrobatics as they jockey
for a mutually agreeable position on the feeder. It’s up, down and
around and occasionally a shocking face-to-face which scares both of
them so that they don’t come back to feed for at least 30 seconds.
Then, they cautiously fly in on opposite sides, land delicately and
feed, stretching their necks to keep an eye on each other. Yes, a wasp
can move its head from side to side. Hummingbirds
are quick studies. I sit on our screened porch where the feeders are
hung just outside. When the finches land on the feeders I slap my feet
loudly on the floor which scares the finches away. The hummingbirds
have quickly figured out that the sound means they can come to the
feeder without the finches in the way. Many times the finches land
while the hummingbirds are feeding, I slap the feet, scares off
everybody but the hummingbirds are back like a shot. Just
today there were six hummingbirds around the one feeder, so I put out
another as it seemed more fighting than feeding was going on. After a
few hours everybody settled down and there were four little birds
peacefully sipping on one feeder. Of course, they were females, always
gentle and sharing ladies. The males are aggressive and territorial and
spend more time guarding the feeder and fighting than eating. Don’t
know how they survive. If females ran the world, etc.! Lest
you think I don’t like the little finches, I do. Just below the
hummingbird feeder is a marble rock area where two large trays hold
water for bird baths. The finches look so big on the hummingbird
feeders but look so small and thin on the edge of the trays when they
are ready to jump in for a bath. They are really skinny little things
and I feel guilty denying them the sweet hummingbird water, although I
don’t know how they get their tongues into the holes to lap up. They must do it somehow because the water level goes down perceptibly every day. This
little slice of bird and insect life is so interesting and teaches me
something new every day. It’s the little things in life that are most
rewarding and give peace to our souls and quiet to our minds.
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