PEACHFRONT SPEAKS

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spray, spray, spray 2003-06-26 - 9:28 a.m. Hummingbird Report: An immature male R-T just visited the near feeder. Two feathers have already opened in his gorget, and they flashed like individual rubies as he turned in the light. Tuesday evening, we had the annual ritual of catching all the birds and moving them to the back screenhouse for the termite inspection. As the manager once told me, "All these technicians know is, 'spray, spray, spray!'" and while it is doubtless primitive and unevolved of me, I do live in south Louisiana, with its rich termite ecofauna, and I fully do expect to see some 'spray, spray, spray' on the annual visit. Anyway, the man arrived promptly Wednesday morning and did just that. In about an hour, the full 24 hours since his spraying will have passed, and I can move the birds back to their porch. They are already getting a bit restless but they've actually been very good and very quiet about the whole adventure this year. lunchtime The birds are back in their nice clean cages without too much fuss and bother. A flock of perhaps a dozen adult and immature male Common Grackles have descended on the feeder and assisted the Mockingbird family in completely cleaning out the suet cake. Now one of the Grackles is enjoying my pond. Time to give the suet feeder another rest, I suppose. Actually, I find the adult Grackles very attractive with their flashing feathers, but I just can't keep up with their voracious appetites, so I'll likely be putting out suet on a semi-random basis rather than fighting to keep the feeder perpetually filled. I made my reservations for the Brownsville International Birding Festival. I'll need to practice putting the tent up by myself, as I've only done so once. around 1:15 P.M. Oh, for crying out loud. Three Mockingbird fledglings, who were large and well-developed enough to find their own food, came over to the feeder and started crying pathetically, so what is an easily guilt-tripped Peachfront to do? I just put out another suet cake, and they are having a fine old time chasing the Grackles and grabbing the goodies and just generally going around in circles. around 5:15 P.M. The Mockingbirds finished stuffing themselves and went off somewhere. Now the hordes of Common Grackles are back. Sometimes they knock each other off the suet feeder. I'm waiting for one of them to knock the other one into the pond, but so far, all the pond visits have been voluntary. There are a couple of Grackle bathing beauties in there right now. My telescope finally arrived. I have never received a FedEx so late in the day before. I was about to give up all hope when I heard the doorbell a few minutes ago. back - next All Rights Reserved, Copyright 2002-2017 by Elaine Radford