Every year when our red-hot pokers start to bloom, the hummingbirds descend in a jubilant frenzy to feast. Each tends to claim a particular patch of flowers as its own, and defends it against other hummingbirds who dare to trespass. However, they’ve gotten so used to me now that they will feed even if I’m sitting in the middle of “their” patch of flowers.
happy hummingbird
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