Now, it's much different. I'm not working. I'm retired and everyday is kind of like a Sunday.
Then I sit on the couch with the dogs and read the paper or watch the news.
Most mornings I go outside with the dogs. It's kind of a ritual. They expect the routine of it.
Our Abe Lincoln rose has the most beautiful "first rose of Spring" on it right now.
This morning I couldn't sit on the steps because it rained yesterday and the edges of the steps were still wet, so I walked around pulling a few weeds and talking to the dogs.
I noticed that the hummingbird feeder was almost empty and the Hummers were upset. Being the resourceful birds that they are, I saw them flying over to the Salvia plants near the fence.
I ran in and got my camera and now... I would like you to meet the Hummer's of my garden. The beautiful little creatures that come back every Spring and grace us with their presence.
I read that they go down to Mexico for the winter...but as soon as the weather starts to warm up, they arrive. With the mild winter we had this year, they may only have gone to LA. LOL! Maybe a small condo in Malibu.
I love these little birds. It's a sure sigh of Spring when they come back into our garden. My bird book says that they may nest in the same tree or bush year after year, a phenomenon known as philopatry... faithfulness to the previous home area. They will return to the same branch and build a new nest atop an old one.
Have a happy Sunday.