A few days ago my hummingbird feeder was empty. I filled it, took it back outside, and as I reached up to return it to its hook, a female ruby throated hummingbird arrived for a drink. I stood, frozen, perched on tiptoes. The hummingbird hovered in the air, frozen as well.
We exchanged an awkward glance. I could see her debating in her little hummingbird brain: Drink? Dive bomb? Drink? Dive bomb?
Finally, she took the third option. Dart away. What I would have given for a camera. I had to share that. It made my day.
Still, what I would have given for a camera. And a bird blind.
--Laura
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Neat picture! Have you noticed any territorial behavior among your hummingbird visitors? I remember watching some definite ownership claims to my hummingbird feeder where an intruding visiting bird would be immediately chased away.
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