Something in the air

It’s that time of year again (with apologies to Thunderclap Newman):

Break out the box of tissues
Because there’s something in the air
We’ve got to get some medicated inhalers
Because the pollination’s here
And my nose ain’t right
And my nose just ain’t right

We have got to get decongestants
We have got to get decongestants
Now

Close up the doors and windows
Because there’s something in the air
We’ve got to change the air conditioner filter
Because the sporulation’s here
And my nose ain’t right
And my nose just ain’t right

We have got to get decongestants
We have got to get decongestants
Now

Call up the doctor’s office
Before we sink into despair
We’ve got to get some antihistamines in us
Because the pollination’s here
And my nose ain’t right
And my nose just ain’t right

We have got to get decongestants
We have got to get decongestants
NOW

Hummingbird rescue

My husband and I had a little guest in our home for a couple of days last week: a fledgling female Black-chinned Hummingbird who had lost the primary feathers on her right wing.

fledgling female Black-chinned Hummingbird in her "hospital box"

"Miss Thing" in her temporary quarters

The feathers, which were probably pulled out in an encounter with a predator, were already growing back, indicating that she was still being fed by her mother while she recovered from the injury. Lucky girl, but not so lucky when she ended up grounded on a sidewalk. But lucky again when she happened to fall right in front of one of our Bisbee neighbors, who gently scooped her up, took her home, and gave us a call.

Though we don’t do wildlife rehab anymore, we were able to find a rehabilitator in Tucson who specializes in hummingbirds and chauffeured her there the second morning after her rescue. Such a short time in our home, but she won my heart with her fearlessness and determination.

Here’s hoping “Miss Thing” makes a full recovery and returns to her Bisbee birthplace next spring.