One of the greatest gifts a garden can give is a tubular terminal for hummingbirds to collect nectar from. Right now my small front yard garden is coming to late-spring life with a sea of pale pink campanula, so we are hoping for the return of the mysterious hummingbirds.
Our nectar feeder has been filled with homemade sweet syrupy sap for them to savor for two months now, yet we’ve just seen three thus far. Here’s hoping that Mother Nature’s contribution will help entice them. We have the perfect spot to sit, wait, and watch from our farmer’s porch.
In honor of this tiny magical creature, I crafted a found poem from the words of John James Audubon about this rarely seen bird.
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