Greetings, my fellow port swillers!
Ol’ Robbo remarked t’other day about how he was looking forward to the arrival of autumn. Well, I’m seeing more and more signs of it.
First, I noticed today that the bright yellow goldfinch coloring seems to be fading somewhat.
Second, I noticed that the stink bugs are suddenly back with a vengeance. Judging from the number of them crawling all over the porch screens today, I think it’s going to be a bumper year.
Third, while watching the singleton hummingbird that has visited our feeder since I put it up in mid-summer, I got wondering when she is going to vanish. (They winter along the Gulf, you know.) Given how many calories they burn and how often they need to refuel, how the heck to they manage such distances? What’s the range of a hummer on a single fueling? How do they manage to find weigh stations along their path? How long does the migration take?
Kinda mind-boggling when you start to contemplate it. And heck, ol’ Robbo is in the Mid-Atlantic. The hummers are still loitering around even at Sistah’s place up ta Maine.