You thought this was going to be another Rock Band post, huh? Well, it's not. Not that I don't LOVE Rock Band. I do! Y and I get together at least once a week and play until 2am. But that's another story....
There is a tree in a pot right outside my front door. A few weeks ago something caught my eye in the tree. It was a hummingbird and it was on a nest.
The next day I was able to get a peek inside while momma was away. Here's what I found.
Then the wait began. Every time I walked by the tree, if momma was there, I talked to her. "Still waiting, huh? Me too," I'd say. Then, a week ago, workers showed up in the morning to replace the fence between my building and the one next door. When I got home from work that evening, the tree had been moved and totally turned around. The nest was now completely exposed. I freaked out. I got up on a chair and peeked inside and saw a little black thing, and it was moving. I couldn't make out that it was a bird, but of course it was. I pushed the tree back the way it was and instantly, momma flew back on her nest. The next morning I yelled (nicely) at the workers not to move the tree because there was a nest and a newly hatched baby bird. I'm sure they were thinking, "Whatever you say crazy lady." The rest of the week they didn't touch the tree.
Tonight when I got home from work I was peeking at the nest and a little butt poked out and pooped straight out into the air. Thankfully, it missed me, but it sure was good for a laugh. I then ran inside, got a chair and got this pic of my baby bird. It actually looks like a bird now.
I don't know what's gotten into me but I'm obsessed with the nest, momma and the baby bird. I have talked to my folks and friends about it. (I think they think I'm a little cuckoo.) I've googled hummingbirds to see how long it takes an egg to hatch. I don't want to know when baby will leave the nest....that will be a sad day. I'm hoping momma will reuse the nest and this will be an ongoing process, but who knows.