This morning at the Heritage Farm, I filled six pack trays full of planting mix and my friend, Barbara, planted Showy Milkweed, Asclepias speciosa, seeds into each square. (We'll be selling them at the Mothers Day plant sale!) The warm greenhouse and the smell of soil felt heavenly. When I stepped out of the greenhouse back into a January afternoon, I realized that my gardening season has taken flight.
The Dictator, the bossy hummingbird that had claimed dominion over my garden and den has also taken flight. The garden feels empty without him. The demure female Anna's hummingbirds continue to sip at the feeders and birds feast at the seed feeders. But, Dick isn't around to kick the bushtits off of the suet feeders and to threaten other hummingbirds that dare come into our space. I wonder what happened to him. Did he find greener pastures? Perhaps a garden with a mister and a swing for him. Or did he get hurt in the ice storm? Wherever he is, I hope that someone took him in and is enjoying the ruckus.
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