There have always been hummingbirds at Casa River.
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I put a sugar water feeder out (no artificial dye) as soon as we spot the first one appear in May and enjoy watching the brilliant little jewels drop by for a drink now and then.
We rarely see more than two at a time.
But this year we have three, and four…
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And five.
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And then?
Holy hummers Batman!
We’ve been bombarded by hungry avians.
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I had to put out a second feeder and I’m refilling them every single day.
As you know, we have always had a resident red squirrel menace.
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I’m sure this isn’t the original terror from years ago, but one of her numerous demon offspring.
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She teases the cat, poops on the patio furniture…
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Shreds the deck posts, excavates passages through the woodshed walls, chews holes in the man cave/Barn Mahal, burrows into the house eaves and builds nests everywhere to continue her accursed family.
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I know this because…
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We’re knee deep in the destructive little bastards right now.
River's world..... 