The hummingbirds are enjoying the feeders —we have a variety of the little flitting and humming birds.
The Refus are back. They are two weeks early. It was a surprise to see them and this little Ruby Throated One sitting on the feeder.
They start feeding as soon as the sky turns pearly gray in the morning
And stay busy on the feeders and in my gardens until the last light of night
Then when the moon’s shadows start to fill the open ground they vanish. Tucked away somewhere resting. Until day starts again.
From my world to your heart,