I have a friend I’d like you all to meet. He disappeared from the farm for a short while, but has returned when the lady in charge filled the water feeder with a fresh batch of sugar-water. Originally I thought the heat presented a deterrent, but it wasn’t all that, it was just me not taking care of the details.
This is Bertie. He hangs around. I mean he really hangs around. He finds the wire of my flower-pot a perfect perch for hanging out.
The basket wire is in close proximity to the feeder. It’s an easy flutter to flit from the feeder to the wire and the wire to the feeder.
I think he sits here so he can keep an eye on that feeder.
And then he flits…
Bertie takes a good look at me. Amazingly I don’t freak him out too much. The camera is enough to undo any tiny creature.
He spends a loooot of time in the air.
He also samples from every hole in the feeder. He gives me a good look at his back.
And that is the newest piece of heaven from my little piece of heaven. This feeder hangs in front of the window from which I sit and write half the time. It offers me such a happy diversion. I just wanted to share it with you.