We didn't see any wild turkeys today. They're fairly common here--uncomfortably so during mating season when the toms will attack anything moving in the vicinity of their hens, including people, strollers and cars. The flocks are probably keeping a low profile during a season when they star on the table.
A young Rufous Hummingbird welcomed us home. He's been hanging around since late September. Guess he didn't get the message that his kind migrates to Mexico.
It may not be a bad survival choice for the birds.
We'll be colder here than Mexico but if the bird is from northern Canada or Alaska, our winter cold will be warmer than some nights on his summering grounds. There are thickets here with tree sap and insects for dinner plus protection from elements. Not to mention the bonus of feeders for fast energy.
He might be safer here than flying hundreds of miles over strange territory in capricious weather finding who-knows-what for food and shelter along the way.
A 'For Sale' sign is still out in front of our house. I'm thinking if we get an offer anytime soon we might have to add a hummingbird feeder clause to the contract.
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