It’s the October Poetry Writing Month! Let’s see how many poems I can manage to write this month! (There was a little sarcasm in that line, but if you didn’t notice, don’t worry. 🙂 )
Living in Virginia, I try to keep my feeder up for the northern batch of hummers migrating to the Caribbean (lucky them) or wherever it is they winter. As tiny as they are, it’s amazing to realize that they don’t fly in a flock but make the migration entirely on their own, flying low during the day to see flowers or feeders and then resting overnight. Bon voyage until next year, my tiny feathered friends!
Nothing shows the surrender of summer to autumn
Like the hummingbird feeder, nectar freshly filled
6 thoughts on “OctPoWriMo Day 1–Surrender”
Great minds… Beautiful description of changing seasons. My hummers are gone as well but I haven’t had the heart to take down the feeder.
I keep checking the migration map. If they’re still north of me, I’m not taking it down….I’ll freshen it up, but won’t take it down. (It actually give me sadz…summer’s really over 🙁 )
Ours have gone . Perhaps they are with you now on their way south.
I haven’t seen any in two weeks and the last ones were definitely visitors. I just changed the syrup so I’ll keep it up for another day and then store it for the winter. 🙁 I miss them already!
This is beautiful. We keep our feeders filled all winter in western Oregon. There are two kinds of hummer that don’t migrate. They are tough little sweeties.
Oh, wow! You are fortunate. I was feeling very tender-hearted yesterday as I took down the feeder for the winter. They are amazing birds.