Sunday, February 24, 2013

birds and bugs

The other day I stepped out on the porch and my daughter screamed at me to stop.I looked down.


What I thought was a stick—and what I nearly stepped on—was a bug, er rather, a very large and scary-looking millepede.


We all gathered 'round, snapping photos, gesticulating wildly, and trying to ascertain (by drawing on our vast stores of millipede knowledge) whether or not the creature was poisonous.


We finally decided it was better dead than alive—aren't bright colors often synonymous with I'm Poisonous Please Kill Me...or did I just make that up?—and the creature was disposed of.

(Since then, we've found them in the house. Also, I've learned that they are not poisonous. This, however, does not make me not like them any less.)

A couple days later, José came running up to the door. A bird had just crashed into their window, he said. It was lying on the ground, stunned, and since I like to take pictures, he thought I might want to come see it.

I didn't really react—I'm not much of a bird person, let alone a stunned bird person—so, when José realized I wasn't hopping to it, he brought to bird to me.

And then I saw why he was so excited. It was a hummingbird.


Well. I got my camera out right quick and did that poor stunned bird some photography justice.


I had never seen a hummingbird up close—it's miniscule body and shimmering feathers were quite the eye candy.


It started waking up a little, opening its beak (can you imagine the headache it must've had, crashing into hard glass with that pointy thing?) and flicking its tongue. José carried it back up to the house and gently set it free.

7 comments:

  1. Poor bird! It's so pretty.

    That millipede grosses me out. Last summer we had a plague of millipedes. At night, under the street light, you could watch as the whole street moved with them. They were everywhere, emphasis on EVERYWHERE, in our house. Under couch cushions, in our bed, in our shoes - everywhere. It was the most disgusting thing I've dealt with. And they smelled terrible when they died. It was our whole region that had this plague. People were on the new complaining that they couldn't open their windows due to the smell. It was awful, but ours were smaller, much smaller and they were black.

    Those - I cannot imagine dealing with. Good luck my friend. I will pray God relocates the millipedes far away from you.
    ~FringeGirl

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  2. thank you. nice story.... at the end.

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  3. Lovely. Is that the sort of millipede that gives off a strong almond scent when you shake it in your hands (like in a cage)?

    If so, hey, you've got a great stand in for almond extract.

    sorry.
    MAC

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    1. I did not TOUCH the millipede, let alone try to shake it! (Are you serious? Did you learn that in the bug book?)

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    2. :) No.I held one in Costa Rica. The almond smell is cyanide, I think, so I guess one wouldn't want to really eat it. Gorgeous pics!

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  4. Ug, we get centipedes here and they are bad enough. BLARG.

    The bird is just gorgeous though.

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