The remaining hummingbird (Tama? Itzel?) doesn’t seem too anxious to fly the coop. Orange blossoms are hanging heavy over her nest, so whenever she gets hungry, she stretches out her long beak and feasts on nectar from the open flowers. And of course, her mama still buzzes by to feed her insects and other goodies. This is the hummingbird equivalent of the Queen of Sheba, eating peeled grapes proffered by palm-frond-waving servants.
Dave (from Wild Birds Unlimited) said our hummingbird hatchling should be looking for her own dining room table by now. But with food in such abundance, it seems she’s got no incentive to venture out on her own.
I certainly have no problem with her staying as long as she likes. But maybe it’s time for a little tough love, Mama?
Why fly when one can get all meals served in one’s nest?
That is the life. Sip nectar, relax in the shade, nice breezes.
Great photo!!!
Breakfast in bed. I like it.
She looks so comfy there, happily smelling (and sipping from) that orange blossom.
Brekkie in bed, lunch in bed, dinner in bed … and let’s not forget a midnight snack!
What a great photo Melodye!
She’s not stupid! Why fly away and look for food when it comes to you! The Queen of Sheba or Lady Ti (who I believe was a Mayan Queen)
It’s kind of like my sister-in-law still living at home. ;>
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how cute she is, little lazy baby!
Well, I don’t think I’d move, either! Not with everything I need in reach, right from my cozy nest!