Out in the northwest suburbs a householder finished his second cup of coffee, stretched, found his White Sox cap to keep the sun out of his eyes, and put it on. Vacation time was the time to get caught up on the chores around the house, and the back lawn needed mowing. As soon as he opened the sliding door to the patio he stopped short, marveling. "Marcia, "he called, "come look! We've got hummingbirds in the marigolds! We never had hummingbirds before!" And he watched his wife 'sface as she came up to see, first the polite curiosity, then the smile of pleasure. . . then the other expression that followed and wiped the smile away. He could not understand the sudden shock on her face, until he turned and saw what was eating the hummingbirds.


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