Backyard Hummingbird

A few days ago, I was able to record this visitor to our yard. Surprisingly, we’ve had a lot of hummingbirds stop by this year, despite us not having an actual hummingbird feeder.
A few days ago, I was able to record this visitor to our yard. Surprisingly, we’ve had a lot of hummingbirds stop by this year, despite us not having an actual hummingbird feeder.
Today Liz and I decided to have another slow day, where we ambled around our neighborhood a bit more. Despite our working from home since the Pandemic started, we’ve really not been “out and about” in our neighborhood very much. Lately, we’ve wanted to change that.
The AC unit, in place! It was a little tricky getting this thing up high enough… but we eventually got there. Bob and I had to put it in place, make some marks, and then take it back down. After he drilled in holes for the base/feet… we had to put this thing back up again.
We’ve got another unit going in, but it won’t be quite as tight a fit as this was.
Much later in the evening, Liz described today as “a slow day.” And I think that’s pretty spot on. We didn’t rush anywhere, we didn’t need to worry about work. We just casually went about things at our own place.
I am incredibly saddened to share the news that we had to put Phineas to sleep tonight. We knew he was struggling, but were hoping to have a bit more time with him. There’s a lot more to write and share, but I don’t know how soon I’ll be updating this particular entry. I’ll have more, but not just yet….
Each time that shuttle bus would come by, it would likely hit this dangling branch… increasing the chance that it’d come down (either on the shuttle, or on some of the parked cars nearby).
When I started to follow him, he paused and looked back. Almost as if chiding me for not keeping up.
A little slow going for me. But incorporated a few big clamps, and getting fancy with the spices.
We’ve taken to cleaning him here and there, by trying to wipe things down with a damp rag. But today, Liz and I decided we needed to bite the bullet and give him a more formal bath (technically, a butt soaking).
While I was working on the porch demo, Bob was getting our refrigerant lines set up in the basement. We unrolled a pretty long line over the backyard, and fed it back in to the basement.
Today was a big supply run. We were out in the suburbs, running several errands over several locations. It was… a lot.
Previously, I was giving Phineas 40 ccs of fluid, twice a week. With our new vet, we were told he looked really dehydrated… and asked us to increase the injections to 100 ccs, three times a week.
It’s a difficult thing to do, because we can tell he’s not feeling great. But he also looks so dang cute, when he’s being fed.
He’s not been doing great, though. And definitely needs the Critical Care.
Now, I’m no veteran. I’ve had zero military experience. But I understand enough about helicopters to know that they’re loud. That even far away, far up in the sky… helicopters are loud.
This thing… was not.
One thing that we’ve yet to fully address/fix is the fact that our cement floor doesn’t quite lead water to the french well. When water collects down here, it routes directly towards the basement door… and we’ve gotten more water/flooding ever since we set this area up.