I saw the first hummingbird of the season in my yard, finally.
I know, I know! You've had them for months now. Where exactly have I been?
Ah well. Such are the ways of hummingbirds. Around here, they stay in the mountains until the wildflowers are gone and since this was a wet, cold spring, the wild flowers are longer lasting than usual.
Immediately after spotting the hummer checking out my trellised morning glories, I spotted a hawk overhead. Interestingly enough, the hawk appeared to be trailing jesses. Someone close by must be hunting their hawk. Not exactly what one expects to see in suburbia, but you never know around here.
Now I have 3 hummingbird feeders set up around the deck. It's just a matter of time, now.