Thursday, April 5, 2012
A hummingbird zipped around the currants near the parking lot. I didn't have my good camera. I stood still for several minutes and watched as he sipped a tiny amount from each of dozens of flowers. It's hard to imagine that the minute quantities of nectar supplied enough calories to zip around like that, but I guess weighing about the same as a nickel makes it easier. He flashed green and ruby in the afternoon sun. I looked around, hoping to see his nest, but I couldn't find one. Some of the currants, the ones that weren't butchered, are covered in blossoms. The ice storm in January does not seem to have harmed them.