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Early in May here in west
central Wisconsin, I can count on seeing a Ruby Throated
Hummingbird hovering in front of my kitchen window,
flitting back and forth, as if to say, "there was a
hummingbird feeder RIGHT HERE last year. Where is
it?"
And then I know it is time
to put out hummingbird nectar. I feed a 3-to-1 mixture of
water and sugar (3 cups of water and 1 cup of sugar
brought to a boil and cooled to room temperature). After
the hummingbirds' long trip from South America, they are
thin and hungry.
The general rule-of-thumb
is a 4-to-1 mixture, but to start out in early spring I
always use a 3-to-1 mixture. Later on in the summer, when
there are more flowers available, I switch to a 4-to-1
mixture.
I know it is important to
wash the hummingbird feeder when I fill it to clean out
any mold. I know it is also important to thoroughly rinse
the hummingbird feeder when I am finished cleaning it to
remove any soap or other chemicals.
If the feeder has visible
mold, I use a bleach solution (1 teaspoon of bleach to
several cups of water) to kill off the mold and mildew.
Then I rinse the feeder thoroughly, under running water,
for several minutes with hot water and for several minutes
with cold water.
The best hummingbird feeder
I've found is a Rubbermaid feeder. It holds two cups of
nectar, and it is as sturdy now as it was when I bought it
four years ago. Other hummingbird feeders cracked when I
tried to wash them, either at the end of the first year or
the beginning of the next.
I also set out two of those
little "flower balls" for the hummingbirds —
little round balls that hold about a quarter cup of nectar
with a large, brightly-colored plastic flower that fits
down inside the neck. The flower balls fit into a holder
that mounts on a steel rod pushed down into the ground.
The hummingbirds love the "flowers" that give
them another source of food.
Usually, right around our
yard, we have between four and six pair of Ruby Throated
Hummingbirds. Later on in the summer, when their offspring
start coming for the nectar, we have many more
hummingbirds flying around the yard. Pine trees on the
east and north sides of the yard provide a perch for the
hummingbirds while they wait their turn to get at the
feeder.
Not that the hummingbirds
are especially patient about waiting their turn at the
feeder. They chase each other around and chatter and
scold. I am scolded, too, when I have the audacity to
remove the feeder from its hook in front of the kitchen
window so that I can wash it out and fill it with fresh
nectar. On more than one occasion, I have ducked to avoid
a collision with a hummingbird.
I have learned not to wear
a red shirt when taking down the hummingbird feeder during
the day. A red shirt causes the hummingbirds to flit back
and forth in front of my face, as if searching for the
perfect access to this huge, glorious RED flower they see
before them.
Instead of filling the
hummingbird feeders during the day and risking a collision
with the tiny birds, I often wait until after dark to take
down the feeder, wash it and fill it with fresh nectar.
That way, when the hummingbirds are looking for food early
in the morning, they will find a clean feeder filled with
fresh nectar.
As the season progresses,
the hummingbirds dramatically increase their nectar
consumption so that by July, I am filling the hummingbird
feeder at least once per day. I like having the
hummingbird feeder in front of my kitchen window where I
can closely observe the hummingbirds as they perch on the
feeder and dip their beaks into the nectar. When the light
is just right, I can see their impossibly long tongues
darting out to suck up more of the liquid or to lick off
the tiny droplet hanging from the end of their beaks.
When the light is just
right, it is also easy to see why they are called
"Ruby Throated" hummingbirds. The red feathers
at the base of the male's throat glow like the ruby
slippers in the Wizard of Oz.
All summer long I watch the
hummingbirds, and as September approaches, they became
more and more frantic to eat as much as they can, in
preparation for the long flight back to South America.
And then, early in
September, one day it will dawn on me that I haven't seen
as many hummingbirds. As more days pass, the remaining
hummingbirds leave too. Eventually I don't see any
hummingbirds at all, and I know it will be many months,
with a long hard winter in between, before I can once
again feed the hummingbirds that hover in front of my
kitchen window.
© LeAnn R. Ralph 2004
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About
The Author
LeAnn
R. Ralph is the author of the books
*Christmas in Dairyland (True Stories from
a Wisconsin Farm)* and *Preserve Your
Family History (A Step-by-Step Guide for
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