Both ruby-throated hummingbirds and orchard orioles reside in my backyard during the spring and summer. Over the years, these birds have been key players in some of my most memorable wildlife sightings. Recently, they transformed what was otherwise a typical spring day into one I will never forget—a day of three firsts.
This trio of events began while I was standing beneath a cherry tree listening to the songs of gray catbirds and orchard orioles.
All of a sudden, a male ruby-throated hummingbird flew up to a nearby patch of Wendy’s Wish salvia and began thrusting its bill into the plants’ long, slender, maroon blossoms.
Although the plants had been blooming for several weeks, this marked the first time I had seen these new additions to my backyard visited by rubythroats.
Then, early in the afternoon, as my wife and I were standing in our sunroom I happened to spot a bird land on a stalk topped with a torch-like cluster of red hot poker blooms. I quickly grabbed my binoculars and focused on the bird. Much to my surprise, the bird proved to be a female orchard oriole.
As my wife and I watched, the bird pushed her bill upward into a number of drooping, slender, orange-red blooms. The oriole fed at two more stalks of the odd flowers before flying to a nearby birdbath where she drank before flying off.
This sighting was my second first of the day. While my wife and I planted the red hot pokers to provide nectar for hummingbirds, until then, we had never seen red hot poker blossoms visited by an orchard oriole
To top it all off, late in the afternoon, my wife was watering plants on our deck as I stood on the ground between the deck and a nearby flowering dogwood tree. While talking to my wife a flash of red originating from something on the ground not twenty-five feet away caught my eye. When turned my head toward the source of the red color, I realized that the afternoon sun had set the gorget of a male rubythroat aglow. Then it suddenly dawned on me that a pair of hummingbirds were mating. I called to my wife in hopes she too would see the bird. When I walked a couple of steps toward the deck, the male lifted a couple of feet off the ground, hovered, and then returned to its mate. A few minutes later, they both flow away.
My wife and I were spellbound. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever imagine we would witness anything like this.
I was indeed extremely fortunate to experience three firsts in one day.
Each day when I walk into my backyard, I wonder what I will see next.