Red Bellied Hummingbird?

ON Saturday afternoon I filled both of my hummingbird feeders, the larger one of the two holds about a quart and the smaller one is in the photographs. On Monday morning as I was getting ready to run out the door to work, I happened to notice that the larger of the two was empty. Wow, that is a lot of nectar, think that I might have noticed that much hummingbird activity??

I never gave it another thought all day long until I was home, fixing dinner and happened to catch motion out of the corner of my eye. I could not believe what I was seeing!!

Forgive the photo’s darkness on a couple. I was shooting from inside my kitchen with the lights off so as not to spook the bird away.  It took  a couple of pics for me to decide to turn the camera to a low light setting, which improved the lighting immensely.

One of the dark pictures shows the bird’s tongue in action…

So there it is, what I suspect has frightened my hummingbirds away!  It is a female red-bellied woodpecker.  We have four or five pairs of them visiting for suet on any given day. (this is the first summer that we have backed away from feeding suet all summer long–we were losing entire suet cages to bears or raccoons)  Perhaps this was the bird’s response to not having suet to eat?? <laughing> They apparently have found something that they like just as well!


About Teresa Cypher

I live with my husband in a humble house in the middle of a tall stand of hardwoods, bordered by soybean and corn fields, in western Pennsylvania. Mother of three adult children and "Grammie" to one sweet little girl, I revel in family gatherings and celebrations. My husband and I care for the gardens on our property--our little corner of heaven, have a glass of wine at sunset, and like to watch the stars come out. Currently working in QC and Development for a Bio-technology Company that produces green, agricultural products. I came into the world a creator of stories. Having been born into a litter, the 7th of 8 children, in a farming family, I have spent most of my life trying to be an individual. My dreams took me there. From the time I was a little girl, I was a thinker, spending any time I could find to be alone--the bastion of undisturbed thoughts, dreaming of other worlds and of fairy-tale love. My mind never shut off-- through the years when thoughts allowed me to escape the everyday world of farm life, to the daydreams while I was raising children and being the cook, the baker, the candlestick maker,and the taxi driver-- all while working full time. It took until middle age for me to realize that my meandering mind was writing stories! Once I sat down and started typing, it took 2 months to write my first book. My biggest challenge at first was getting my fingers to type fast enough to keep up with my mind. My daughter bought me a small digital recorder so I could save my thoughts until my fingers could catch up. The story that I wrote, Across The Night Sky ,was years in the making, and timed well...after I had experienced real life and the joys and heartaches it brings. I think that time gave me a well-spring of experiences from which to merge fairy-tale love with the cynicism adult life creates--while never losing sight of the beautiful and wonderful that love is. Writing is my passion...this incredible discovery in mid life that often keeps me up till the wee hours of the morning. I am so very fortunate to have the opportunity to devote my time to something that brings me such joy.
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2 Responses to Red Bellied Hummingbird?

  1. Linda says:

    What a hoot!  So what you gonna do? 

  2. Delete52Mitch says:

    "And everyone knew you didn\’t give no lip to Big John."  (Except certain people who shall remain unmentioned.) Great blog. Much love from Alabama. Mitch

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