Pauline lives in Texas, which puts her far south of me.
I was looking at her blog and saw that she's had a hummingbird show up at her feeder already, and he actually sat on her finger!
So I checked online to see how long I have to wait for hummingbirds. Looks like May 1 or thereabouts.
I have to say I didn't have much luck with my bird feeder this winter; I guess they didn't like what I served. Early in the fall I saw lots of finches feasting out there, but once winter arrived, nothing. So I'm anxious for hummingbirds; they always seemed to be grateful for what I offered them.
That hummingbird on the right? I stole it from Pauline. I didn't even ask; I have no shame.
Cliff and I went to the visitation for my aunt last night, and I saw some cousins I had not seen in years. One of Aunt Ruth's daughters had helped her sort pictures when she moved to the rest home, and gave me the ones she thought I might want. I had copies of some of them already, but there were a couple by which I was pleasantly surprised.
This Christmas card is from somewhere around 1990, I think. You can't imagine what a feat it was getting Cliff to hold that turkey; he is somewhat allergic to poultry (he gets all itchy). However, he preferred to let me hold the goose because geese poop a lot, and he didn't want to take the chance of getting pooped on.
This is a picture of me and my parents that I don't recall ever seeing before. Must have been a windy day, the way Daddy's hair is standing up.