The Mystery???

 

As each late spring day passes, I become more and more concerned. Where are all the hummingbirds? Traditionally, I put out ten nectar feeders and each is utilized--usually,  by a single sentinel standing guard, fiercely fending off a horde of hungry  interlopers. 

The early morning and late night feeding frenzies, with their thrilling aerial battle ballets have been a highlight of my Adventures in Birding.  But this year, as least so far, the sugary mix remains, for the most part, untouched.  Dawn and dusk are eerily quiet, bereft of the Ruby-throats’ hum and  chatter.  I know not where my aerodynamic dynamos have gone, but I can say with certainty that summer will not be the same without them.