The oriole stuck around all weekend. He's been at the feeder a lot and is going through half an orange a day. I call him "My Happy Boy" because he sings most of the day (including this morning at 4:30 a.m., which made D "My Unhappy Boy").Additionally, we've seen a lot of activity at the hummingbird feeder. We think that one of the females from last year (or at least one who matches her M.O.), Nervous Nellie, is back. Unlike the other hummers who perch and sip from the feeder, she hovers-sips-hovers-sips-hovers-sips. No sign yet of her putative mate, Commander Kamikazee, who lurked on a dead branch in a nearby tree and dive-bombed any other male who dared to stop at "his" feeder.
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