A little white here, a little yellow there;
A sweet scent fills the air.
Everywhere i look it's honeysuckle i see!
Pluck it from the vine,
Taste the sweet nectar...
Aah, the taste of honey!
Three weeks ago i was blaming the rain for the absence of hummingbirds. Now it seems the "culprit" may not be excess of percipitation but the abundance of blooms in the area.
After voicing my concerns about missing hummingbirds to my husband, he talked with Mrs. Mary, who runs the little store down the street. Every year Mrs. Mary has several little feeders around the store. If anyone knows where the hummingbirds are it would be her.
Mrs. Mary told Jeremy that with all the flowers blooming at this time the tiny birds are feeding off of them instead of feeders. It is when the heat dries out these flowers and the nectar is gone that they will return to the feeders. Hmm...maybe the rain isn't completely free of blame after all.
Earlier this week i did spot two hummingbirds darting about the tree beside the house, so i know they are out there. This has been an encouragement as i await their return. As i wait i will continue to keep the feeders filled and make sure my camera is close at all times.
One of my favorite things about this time of year is the appearance of the honeysuckle. Even before i actually see it i can smell it when i walk out the door.
The honeysuckle is also a sentimental favorite for me. Not only do i love the sight and smell but i love the memories that come with it. My grandmother had a honeysuckle bush in her yard and i used to love plucking the yellow and white flowers, pulling the stem and sucking the nectar that gives the honeysuckle its name. There is just a hint of sweetness, nothing overwhelming; just enough to keep you coming back for more!
Now my children love honeysuckles too. Whenever they spot them they clamor around and enjoy their delicate sweetness. In the years to come i am sure they will look back with fondness as they remember the beauty of honeysuckles just as i do now.