So good to see the sun again!
I’d almost forgotten the wonderful glow
That sunshine can bring to the world after snow,
Natural therapy soaks into me,
Warming my spirits, survival is key.
I should have flown south, but decided to stay,
And when it got colder, each day after day,
I doubted the wisdom of staying in place,
Depending so much on the humans’ good grace.
The sugary feeders they offer get cold,
And often I knew that I had to be bold,
To drink icy syrup and fluff up my down,
Just trying to hold any heat to be found.
But wait, what is this? It’s a feeder with heat,
The nectar is warm, I should stretch out my feet,
To rest them and thaw them, to get through the day,
But simply to drink soothing warmth is okay.
Today I was lucky and felt oh so good,
As sunny rays warmed me while perched on this wood,
It can’t be much longer before it is spring,
And whirring so freely, I’ll joyfully sing.

February 12, 2026 at 12:14 am
That’s a lovely poem and picture, Anneli. I love watching the hummingbirds.
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February 12, 2026 at 5:02 am
Me too, and for their sake I’m glad we were spared the worst that winter could bring.
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February 12, 2026 at 3:56 am
Heart-warming, Anneli. The brilliance of providing a heated feeder reminded me of how a cup of cocoa reduces the chill of a wintry day.
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February 12, 2026 at 5:03 am
I’m hoping it will work that way for the hummingbirds.
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February 12, 2026 at 10:43 am
We’re expecting them in March, so getting the feeder ready!
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February 12, 2026 at 11:12 am
Ours also used to migrate south for the winter, but in the last ten years or so, they have stayed here over the winter. I wonder if that is an indicator of climate change. They do suffer sometimes though, when we get an awful blast of cold weather. Luckily it doesn’t last long but it’s still important to get the birds through that bad time. I hate to think of all the ones who don’t make it.
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February 12, 2026 at 4:37 am
What a beautiful poem and photo.
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February 12, 2026 at 4:58 am
Thank you, Mags. I love the feeling of sun on my face.
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February 12, 2026 at 5:22 am
These poor little guys don’t do well with cold for sure. They need the warmth of the sun to keep going. Glad this one is still about. Happy Thursday Anneli. Allan
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February 12, 2026 at 6:08 am
I often wonder how they survive.
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February 12, 2026 at 7:07 am
A beautiful photo and poem, Anneli! 🙏🏻🥰
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February 12, 2026 at 8:48 am
Thank you, John. Very poetic birds we have here.
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February 12, 2026 at 8:08 am
I love this poem.
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February 12, 2026 at 8:48 am
Thanks, Jacqui. Who knew that birds could do poetry? I just happened to overhear this guy as he was at the feeder.
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February 12, 2026 at 9:28 am
It’s as though you understand him, Anneli.
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February 12, 2026 at 9:36 am
That’s what the hummingbird said, too.
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February 12, 2026 at 10:20 am
Ha!
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February 12, 2026 at 8:36 am
So beautifully written, Anneli. Love the photo as well. — S
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February 12, 2026 at 8:47 am
We do love our birds, don’t we? Do you have your hummingbird feeder up?
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February 12, 2026 at 9:30 am
Fun shift of perspective Anneli. And a gift to the hummers. Hungry hummers hover happily home. 😍
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February 12, 2026 at 9:35 am
Thanks, Brad. Having havens helps hummingbirds’ health.
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February 12, 2026 at 9:39 am
😊
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February 12, 2026 at 10:07 am
you are welcome Anneli. ❤️
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February 12, 2026 at 10:22 am
What a lucky hummingbird to have a heated feeder! Very nice poem to accompany your photo.
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February 12, 2026 at 11:09 am
Thanks, Belinda. I had been looking for a heated feeder a couple of years ago and had no luck finding one. But then a friend appeared with the gift of one that he had found for sale in a nearby town, and I was thrilled with it. It’s literally a life saver in the coldest weather.
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February 12, 2026 at 2:04 pm
It’s a great idea!
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February 12, 2026 at 6:09 pm
I felt sorry for the little humming bird and then it ended well. You wrote a beautiful and fun poem.
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February 12, 2026 at 6:34 pm
Thanks so much, Thomas.
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February 12, 2026 at 10:55 pm
oh thank goodness – I was worried – hooray for heated feet! xx
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February 12, 2026 at 11:52 pm
Hummingbirds are so very pretty. Nice picture and poem. Ursula
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February 13, 2026 at 12:44 am
They’re amazing birds. So tiny and yet so fast. Thanks for the visit, Ursula.
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February 13, 2026 at 3:58 am
A lovely poem for a beautiful bird. We all love to feel the sun’s warmth after winter. In our case, a very wet one.
Aberdeen has had 14 days consecutive rain, and Cardingham in Cornwall has had 41 days with no sun. Inthink it was also raining for those days, too.
Are there any ark builders around?
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February 13, 2026 at 8:21 am
LOL! We could have used an ark here, too, this winter.
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February 13, 2026 at 8:16 am
Few things I enjoy more than waking up to sunshine – pretty much sets the mood of the day.
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February 13, 2026 at 1:31 pm
The poor sweet hummer. But a smart hummer – it found you and your feeder. The hummers left here in September and won’t be back until May. But the robins and woodpeckers and many others are braving our 10-degree weather and two feet of snow and… but the other day I heard a bird sing!! SING! Hope. I can’t wait for Spring. In the meantime, like you, I welcome the sunshine. xo
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February 13, 2026 at 1:34 pm
This morning I heard robins singing too! What a beautiful sound it was.
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February 14, 2026 at 8:07 am
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Robins can’t find any worms here yet – too much snow. I’m not sure what they’re eating, but they’re still around. Can’t wait to hear them sing.
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February 14, 2026 at 10:22 am
Put some suet out for them quick!
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February 15, 2026 at 6:49 am
I have lots of suet in the suet feeder, but only the woodpeckers come to it. ;-0
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February 15, 2026 at 9:50 am
They tend to be bullies, but since they’re not big on seeds, I can’t blame them for wanting to eat the suet. I go through the same dilemma, watching the bigger birds hog the feeders.
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February 14, 2026 at 8:50 am
Natural therapy, indeed. Wonderful, Anneli.
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February 14, 2026 at 10:20 am
Works on people too!
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February 14, 2026 at 1:09 pm
Yup!
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February 17, 2026 at 2:37 pm
Thank you, Anneli, for this uplifting poem and photo in anticipation of spring. The hummingbird has the right attitude!
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February 17, 2026 at 3:05 pm
Thanks, Carol. I hope we get more days like this soon.
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February 17, 2026 at 3:41 pm
Hope so too. Fingers crossed!
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February 23, 2026 at 12:04 pm
Anneli, your writing and photography warms each reader’s outlook as well. During the weeks of cold and snow here in central Ohio, I was thinking of wildlife that had to be struggling.
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February 23, 2026 at 12:08 pm
Thanks, Richard. It’s funny that this is also the first thought that goes through my mind too. I feel guilty for thinking how pretty the snow looks, because I immediately think of all the little animals and birds – and big animals too, for that matter – how they suffer in the snow. The cold temperatures, the food that is covered or twigs iced up and not browsable, and escape made more difficult (as in deer and moose chased by wolves). Don’t talk to me about “Mother” nature.
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