My backyard is in a state of cacophony, but I only have myself to blame.
For the past few months, Li’l Jon has taken a deep interest in the garden. This is a source of pride for me, well, because reasons…
I can’t help but be enchanted by his enthusiasm, especially when he screams out at the top of his tiny lungs “Birb! (L)ook! Birb!”
The hummingbirds are his favorite. They are mine, too; so, I bought a hummingbird feeder. Dinners by the back door have been delightful since then. We enjoy watching those buzzing jewels dance above our porch in the sunsets. Perfection!
Of course, I thought “Why not attract the other species?” I was keen on treating the sparrows, finches, and doves too, so I set out an old bird feeder cup. This was fine for a bit, though a little messy with all of the seed remains, but I noticed a few of the birds fighting and a couple fledglings having a hard time.
Jon was in heaven, staring out the backdoor for hours.
What would it hurt to buy another feeder and give the bullies less chance to make mischief? I bought a hanging feeder and hung it beside the hummingbird feeder on the porch.
This was not well-planned.
The bully birds started really annoying the hummingbirds. Then, the larger feathered visitors invited their friends, lots of them. No joke. Aunts, uncles, cousins, and coworkers all showed up to the barbecue! The mad frenzy, while funny to watch, was leaving seed and droppings EVERYWHERE.
Then, Jon, being the helpful child he already is, took the cup feeder and tried to fill it up with seed. He broke it. Now, we are down to one feeder that the gang of birds still fight over.
Scrubbing the back porch everyday was a pain and our hummingbirds didn’t deserve harassment. So, I decided to relocate the darned thing. I finally settled on placing the feeder on a glass plant table and positioning it by the yellow lantana, a short distance from the porch. Jon can still see his lively show and the hummingbirds can sneak in from the back, unhindered.
I must admit, though, that the inconvenience of it all really hasn’t bothered me too much. I enjoy interacting with the wildlife, feathered or not, and the pure joy it brings the li’l tyke is enough to make any bother worth it.
Besides, it gives me perfect opportunities to stop, reflect, and try out my lenses.