Evening settles on the farm.

Our resident hummingbirds headed out early this year, with the adults vanishing two weeks before Labor Day. The youngsters hung around a few more weeks after that, desperate to drain the feeders once more before beginning their long journey southward.

Steve was filling one of the feeders outside Farmstead Creamery, when he remarked, “There’s still a male out there, but it’s throat is orange.” Instead of the typical ruby pink throats, this was a male rufus hummingbird traveling through. They summer in the Great Plains, but sometimes their migration path veers east before heading south.

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