f you read this blog regularly, you know I skip work some mornings to go for a bike ride. The boss is setting a bad precedent….
I never come back from a bike ride without feeling it was a gift. This morning was no exception. I was enjoying a nice little tailwind as I rode up Lincoln Road. A little way up the road, I could see a bunch of people standing around. I figured it was probably a garage sale. But as I came closer, I saw they had binoculars and scopes. And since they weren’t policemen, they could only be….birders!
I came to a stop, announced myself as a birder and asked what they were looking at. A rufous hummingbird, they said! This hummer is a west coast resident. Once in a while, he comes east, but usually southeast. Wow! Somehow he ended up in upstate New York and found a full hummingbird feeder.
So, I hung out with them for a while. They were nice enough to share a scope when the rufous went for the feeder, so I now have another bird to add to my life list.
Life is full of small gifts like this. And they’re all the better when they happen on a bike ride!
Oh yeah — the hummer in this drawing? It’s a ruby-throated. But it’s in the public domain!