![]() ![]() When I got to the first bridge at the Portage, although very distant and the photos below are severely cropped, I did see a male Ruby-throat, perched on a dead tree over the water from where I stood. I haven’t seen a hummingbird for weeks, maybe months. Monday as I was putting my camera and backpack in the hatch of the car, I looked up to see a female Ruby-throated Hummingbird first check the front yard, then zip over to the feeder on the porch and then over the roof toward the backyard where there are three more feeders. It’s the second time I’ve seen him in the past couple weeks. ![]() Oh – that beautiful male Eastern Towhee at the top of the post – I encountered him briefly right off the trail. The later-week predictions of rain have disappeared. ![]() ![]() We are in the middle of a hot, dry spell again. I paid the Chicago Portage a visit Monday and before that on Saturday, when the morning temperatures were much cooler, but decided to stay home yesterday, worked in the yard for brief periods, and gave my recuperating knee a rest. I began writing this post while I was sitting here with the sun pouring through the half-closed slats of the blinds, the curse of facing east in the morning, artificially cooled by the fans and air conditioning going more often than I’d like to maintain an inside temperature of 80 degrees. ![]()
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