Some things come and some things go. I am talking about the Wilson County Fair which scooted out of here this past Saturday night. Many years ago, I worked with DP Amusement, which played a part in our county fair here. We had a color-ball game of which many old friends would stop and play while touring the midway of the carnival. We didn't call ourselves carny, as that used to leave a bad taste in some peoples minds. I was told by my boss, Don Creek, that we held a higher standard than the old world carneys and that we manufactured fun. There has been a lot of talk at this years fair that many of the games were rip offs. In my days, I was always happy to see someone win a teddy-bear.
It will be nice to get back to birding and other Saturday morning pleasures, like my Peking Chinese meals that I have been missing with my best friend, Anthony Gray. Hopefully everything will fall into place and we will have something to write about. My Ruby-throated Hummingbirds are starting to show up in larger numbers than the week before. As we get deeper into September, more and more will be checking out your backyards for something good to eat. I plan on placing out at least ten Hummer feeders, if not more to get them here in larger numbers.
Feeding right on the ground this late summer, is several Song Sparrows of which I am proud to have around here. As far as I can tell, they have been raising their broods at the house across the street from me. I was surprised to see one of them feeding a much larger Cowbird baby. If it comes out of their nest, they will think that it actually is their own offspring and take care of it. Cowbird eggs look very similar to a Song Sparrow's, but it is much larger and will hatch a couple of days earlier, where the young Cowbird will push its other siblings out of the nest to their doom. Some bird species can recognize a different egg in their nest and then toss it overboard so the ants can have something to eat.
The most birds of a single species, here in my own back yard would be a House Wren, which has already raised three broods. Mr. House Wren doesn't care who he will mate with and can sometimes be found with multiple females. He is still a good dad and will help feed all of his young-ens. Pretty soon he will be making his way south to his wintering grounds in the southern United States and on down into Mexico.
Spending much time at the fair has also taken a toll on my health. My booth was flooded this past Wednesday night, where my feet got a little damp. Now I have a bad cold and other problems with my body. There is a cough that won't go away until I go to see my doctor. He probably will fill my backside with the old dreaded shot. I am a diabetic and take two shots a day, but the one that I need will be in a needle close to three inches in length. To hear me, when I start coughing, others have already told me that I sound like I already have pneumonia.
I would love to hear from you as to what's lurking about in your neighborhood and at your feeders. You can write me at, 606 Fairview Ave., Lebanon, TN, 37087, or e-mail me at, firstname.lastname@example.org