Rick took me out for our usual Friday night "date," an all-you-can-eat fish fry. I usually don't have fish but tonight I did and it was sure good. Since we always eat too much, we took ourselves and the dogs for a walk when we got home.
After we got back from our walk I was putting more seed in some bird feeders and in checking whether the hummingbird feeders needed filling, I came across this minor disaster.
Here's a closer look.
Apparently in all that wind yesterday, the feeder got jostled around enough (I have it hanging in a tree) that nectar slopped up and out of the feeding ports. The result was a sticky, syrupy mess on top of the feeder (that's what the shiny, wet-looking stuff is on the feeder). As near as I can tell, a hummingbird must have sat on the perch and then gotten stuck in the sticky nectar. In trying to escape he (or she) lost a few feathers. I have never seen this before. I got this feeder specifically because it's windy at my house and this one didn't spill nectar like some of the Perky Pet feeders I used to have.
I took a wet cloth out and cleaned all the sticky nectar off this feeder and will replace the feeder tomorrow morning with an extra Wild Birds Unlimited nectar feeder I have out in the garage. So just a word of caution to check your nectar feeders after a wind storm and make sure there's no sticky, syrupy mess on them that hummers might accidentally get stuck in.
Here's what I found under our apple trees:
Dozens of baby apples (applets?) that got blown off the trees. :-(
I heard that the official highest wind gust recorded by the National Weather Service was 52 MPH! I guess some applets just don't have the strength to hold on in that kind of wind. Fortunately, there are still many more left on the tree, so we can still hope for a good apple crop this fall.
I'm getting up early tomorrow morning to take my sister down to Forestville State Park for a 7:30 a.m. birding hike. That should be fun. When I talked to the gentleman at the park today, he said on last week's hike, everyone got to see a whip-poor-will. Wow, I would really like that. Maybe I'll get to see a woodcock too.