Anyhoodle, I read all of those Jean Auel books - the series that began "The Clan of the Cave Bear" when I was much younger. Set tens of thousands of years ago when humans had just evolved into homo sapiens and were co-existing with "flatheads," which were their previous version and whose scientific name I cannot recall though they would be like "The Missing Link" or the cavemen from the Geico commercial. Damn, what are they called? UPDATE: They're called Neanderthals. It came to me at bedtime last night. Ahhhh, bedtime. Or, as I like to call it, when the crazy comes on!
Anyway, these primitive ancestors believed each of them had an animal totem that lived within them. It was preferable to have a really strong animal totem - like a bear, a lion, etc. I believe my animal totem is a hummingbird. That's hot, right? I also could NOT believe when I filled up my little blue hand-blown hummingbird feeder and installed it in the pink dogwood outside my office window and, hours later, noticed all of the damn food had somehow emptied out of the feeder and NOT because there was a swarm of hummingbirds feeding in it. CABF, does yours do this? Give me some hints on how to defy gravity and modern tubular engineering to be successful in my efforts to surround myself with my totem. It's critical to my existence. Thanks dawg!
So here's what MCV's message said. "This is something I have never seen before, or ever even heard of. This lady lives in a Hummingbird fly zone. As they migrated, about 20 of them were in her yard. She took the little red dish, filled it with sugar water and this is the result.
The Woman is Abagail Alfano of - she has been studying them daily and one morning put the cup from the feeder, with water in it, in her hand; as they had gotten used to her standing by the feeder they came over to her hand. She says in touching they are as light as a feather. Abagail also said'if she had known her husband was taking pictures she would have put on makeup."