OK, there's a lot going on there. Catalpa trees are not big trees ... are they? For a height-loving PWP to settle in a meagre Catalpa tree, and stay there, well, that's an event. That said, the second odd thing is that the bird would resolve to also visit your feeder. I mean, that's just whipped cream on the strawberries. Losers like me might forget to re-install a battery from its designated charger, but to let a battery go dead from disuse atrophy is almost a cardinal sin. Shame on you! Let's not have this happen again. We all missed out on seeing a PWP visit a backyard feeder. How many of us has ever seen that before? Sliding open the glass door is a problem for sure. I've tackled that problem in two ways. I removed the bug screen from an adjacent window and replaced it with a sheet of cardboard that has a hole in it and is also equipped with a removable flap. I just slide open the inside pain to reveal the cardboard, lift the flap and stick the lens through it. Alternatively, I exit the front of the house and walk around to the backyard in stealth mode. It's a trick I picked up from the Sneaky Bastard's Manual, 3rd edition. I've repeatedly checked out the big ole dead tree across the street hoping that a RHWP would visit, as a juvenile did last year, but so far only Red-bellied WPs have appeared. It's so humid out there now I don't even want to open the front door. This heat and humidity extends way up to James Bay. It just occurred to me that I've never seen James Bay. That territory is currently under the control of renegade mosquitoes operating a blood drive and in search of rare blood types that give them a heftier buzz. As if those brutes up there don't already buzz like V1 rockets. When the buzz stops it only means that they have landed on you and are commencing to take a biopsy. I don't think that I need to see James Bay that urgently.
