Tuesday, February 24…Missed My Flight (Emilia Vaughn)

 

   Set the alarm last night because we needed to be up early; picking a grandson up at Mesa airport at 10:45 a.m., Arizona time. Gabriel, almost 21, has stepped into the adult world…has his own apartment and a big boy job complete with vacation time. He’s flying out here for a week and has been looking forward to the time away from work. We’re looking forward to the time with him…haven’t spent any time alone with him since his 10-year-old birthday trip. However, I doubt Kim and Gabe will be doing any ziplining this time like they did back then. 🙃 

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   Kim’s phone woke us up this morning at 6:15…Gabe calling to say that he missed his flight but that he’d gotten another flight which would have him arriving more like 3 o’clock this afternoon. I turned the alarm off, and we both fell back asleep, although not before I heard the Dawn Chorus singing strong.

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   With our morning freed up, we decided to put out one of the cell cams…decided on a tried-and-truespot along a fence on Nutt Rd.  Rode the e-bikes down there, the camera stand strapped to the back of Kim’s bike with the camera in a saddlebag.  Spying on the animals…it’s just another way that we amuse ourselves while we’re out here.

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   Sat outside for about 45 minutes today just watching birds, camera in hand. Pleased that sparrows have found the solar fountain that we put out. It’s fun to watch them drink the water.  One drank the water as it bubbled up out of the fountain, putting its beak right into the bubbling water. Another one drank from the pool of water that forms on the plate. To do that, it tipped its head to the side, which allowed its beak to slide sideways into the water.  Interesting.

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   Put the platform feeder on the table near the seed ring. A curved-bill thrasher came in for a little bite of the crumbled up peanut butter balls. When I checked it about an hour later, the peanut butter crumbles were almost gone, and it looked like the mealworms and birdseed hadn’t been disturbed.  That surprises me because the peanut butter ball feeder wasn’t getting any notice hanging on the tree…maybe the chefs are correct when they say it’s all in the presentation. Anyway, I added some more crumble to the feeder to see if the trend continues.

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  We seem to have an orange Rufous at our feeders…I’m waiting on someone from the Arizona and Southwest Birding FB page to verify but until then I’m going with Orange Rufous. One of these amazingly colored hummers made a very brief appearance about 4 years ago and I learned at that time that the Rufous has a long migration route and usually just stops in for a quick fill-up of energy. As the name implies, this hummingbird has a striking orange red color with greenish patches on its wings.

   Well, today’s visitor spent the day patrolling the feeders to make sure that no other hummer got morethan a sip, if even that much. It was fun to watch. He (I think it was a male) would zoom in to sit on a branch, scanning up and down, back and forth for intruders. I’ve never seen a hummingbird perch on branches as much as this one did today. Occasionally it stopped at a feeder for a drink, but then it headed for a branch, watching so it could chase away any hummer that dared enter his kingdom.  Most hummers got run off before they got near the feeders. Twice I watched as a hummer cautiously approached a feeder when the Rufous was away from the tree. However, it didn’t let its guard down; it seemed to be both listening and watching for the Orange Menace to swoop down and get in its face.  They’re small, feisty, and territorial, even if they’re only stopping in for a short visit.

   I’m not sure if hummingbirds make a high-pitched click or chirp but it’s a distinct sound. An Orange Rufous seems to chirp faster than the Anna’s or black-chinned hummers, which is what we usually see around here. Its fast chirping sure makes it easy to tell when it’s approaching.

**The hummingbird has been confirmed as a male Orange Rufous.**

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   Gabe’s new flights landed him at Sky Harbor in Phoenix instead of Mesa. His ride overslept this morning which put him at the airport about ½ hour before take-off but after the Allegiant plane had closed its doors. Hence, the new flight into a different airport. Kim went solo to pick him up as I had a Zoom meeting commitment. After my meeting, I took an e-bike ride into the post office and had returned, showered and was watching the birds again before Kim and Gabe returned.

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   My new windshield arrived while I was gone; Joe had it installed by the time I got back. Waiting until tomorrow to give it a test drive. Didn’t have the gumption to put jeans on…I’ll do it first thing tomorrow.

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   Made a run to Coolidge for some errands, then stopped at Nacho Mafia, a food truck that we’d not seen before. We were told this is their second year in Coolidge. It sells more than just nachos…Kim and I had nachos and Gabe had smothered fries or something like that. All of us decided that we’d go back again…except Kim and I might split an order of nachos next time.  Big portions.

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   Changed my office into Gabe’s bedroom when we got back and as soon as they returned from setting up the telescope, Gabe crashed.  He works midnight shift but tried to make himself light on sleep in preparation for the time change. Don’t know that there’s a easy way to prepare for turning the clock back a couple of hours; eventually the body adjusts.

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   While Kim has been imaging the last two nights, he hasn’t kept the results. Minor equipment errors both nights made for some unusable images. Tonight he said everything’s going great and his target is Horsehead Nebula. This is one that lives up to its name.

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