Today I put out the humming bird feeder, and while I was making the food I got thinking about my Grandmother. When I was growing up, my Grandmother spent her summers with us at our cottage on Worthley Pond. We always had humming bird feeders around the property, and stored the extra food in the refrigerator. One night my Grandmother got up to get a drink, and without knowing drank the humming bird food. The next morning she commented on how sweet the soda was that she drank during the night. We asked her to show us what she drank, and when she showed us the humming bird food we told her "Well at least you will hum all summer long!"
Thank Grammy, I can never see a hummingbird or feeder without thinking of you.