It has been an odd year at our house for sightings of ruby-throated hummingbirds. The year became even odder Saturday morning.
In the predawn darkness, my wife called to see a hummingbird resting on an old cane of her one rose bush.
Now that is quite unusual. Not seeing a hummingbird, we regularly see hummingbirds, but when we do their tiny wings a blur around her hanging baskets and my hummingbird feeder on the front porth.
I had never seen one at complete rest for extended stretches like this one.
But nothing has been usual about this year. We didn't see any hummers until two weeks ago. Then we saw two together that first time around my feeder.
I just enjoy the quirks of wild life out our window.