The hummingbird feeder is hung and filled, awaiting the return of those wonderful creatures. It may be a few days, a week, but we are there with the siren call of RED and the nectar within. It is a small ritual in the maelstrom of our current world, but we will do our part to make our fellow creatures as comfortable as possible while some go tromping over the planet with blatant disregard for their fellow not human inhabitants.