I just looked out my back window when what to my wondering eyes should appear...but a miniature bird!! I saw it only for a few seconds, and when it flew, I ran to refill my feeder with fresh sugar water. When I came back, it was there, but again I saw it for only a few seconds. I'm going to sit by the window in hopes, but from the limited look I had, it may well have been a Selasphorus. I'm at 4831 Peabody, on the corner of 49th Avenue East and Peabody (up 5 blocks from Superior Street) and people are welcome to look from our backyard. It was in the second-story window in back of the house. I'll set out a few more feeders just in case it stays.
Laura Erickson Laura Erickson Duluth, MN NOTE address change: [email protected] Producer, "For the Birds" radio program <http://www.lauraerickson.com/> There is symbolic as well as actual beauty in the migration of birds. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature--the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter. --Rachel Carson
