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This summer some raccoons began making nightly visits to our yard. They would polish off any of the uneaten food in our squirrel feeders along with anything else they could find, including the uneaten hamburgers accidentally left on the grill by my nephew one night.
It didn't take them long to discover the hummingbird feeders. I came out one morning to find all 3 feeders on the ground, with a couple of the little plastic yellow flowers ripped out. After that, I started taking the feeders inside each night. Twice I forgot, and both times I found all of them on the ground the next morning.
The problem with bringing the feeders in each night, was that I needed to put them back up each morning ... early! In midsummer, the hummers would arrive at about 5:45 looking for their morning sugar-fix. Usually I would drag myself up at 5:30 to put the feeders up, then crawl back into bed. If I overslept, the quiet, unobtrusive hummer peeping outside the screen was my alarm clock. As the daylight hours shortened, I was able to "sleep-in". By Labor Day, the hummers weren't arriving until almost 7am.
Well, now the season is over. It's been over a week since I've seen a hummingbird... I'll put up the feeders for a few more days, I'm just not bothering to get up at the crack of dawn to do it.
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This restaurant is often our lunch or dinner stop whenever we're traveling from my parents' house to my sister's house - a half-way point between Binghamton & Saratoga Springs, NY. My sister went to college in Oneonta, so our family has been a fan of Brooks Chicken for over 25 years.
My sister's college roommate refused to eat there - not because she was a vegetarian or that the food wasn't delicious, but because of their sign. The neon figure of the chef chasing the chicken with a hatchet was just too much for her to handle.
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Brooks Chicken
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OK, it's just a tiny dead leaf, but when I walked into the aviary first thing in the morning, all blurry-eyed, and saw this on the floor, my first thought was "a dead baby bird". No, baby birds don't have tails.... Oh my God, it's a baby mouse! I have mice in the aviary!!! What a relief it was when I realized it was just a leaf!
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I learned today that Honeycomb has a talent for sudoku puzzles - my kind of bird!
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After solving the puzzle, she gets ready for a nap in her favorite "bed".
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society finches