Hummers!
My mother-in-law gave us a hummingbird feeder not long after we moved in. We didn’t think it would find fans, so we hadn’t bothered to fill and hang it.
This morning, though, it had taken the place of our cheap plastic pagoda-feeder. “I saw two hummingbirds!” said David excitedly. “Maybe they’ll come back.”
I was (very gratefully; last week was long and tiring, and I have work to do tomorrow) taking a nap in the early afternoon when David shook me. “Hummingbirds!” So I dragged myself out to my armchair, which I turned to face the window…
… and I didn’t even see where they came from, just that they whizzed past and one stopped to inspect the feeder. We don’t know what kind they are (though ruby-throated are the commonest around here, and isn’t that blog the coolest thing ever?), just that one is bigger than the other and they will both stop, hover, and dunk the end of a long curved beak into the sugar water.
So I’ve been reading about maintaining feeders, and basking in the glow, because, hummers! I’ll get a picture sometime if I can.
ETA: Definitely ruby-throated. We’ve zeroed in on a couple-three dead branches that they like to perch on. Male and female.