All during the long, hot summer we watched them. First just one, then another and finally several of the tiny hummers frequented the two feeders outside the kitchen window and two near the front porch. We became fond as one could of a wild thing - enjoying their closeness and their antics. Because they feed so often, one was almost always making a quick appearance for a snack and sometimes would spar with its own reflection in the window. However, it seemed another was always close by and would swoop in to chase the first away, causing lots of aerial displays.
They're gone now. The last one visited Monday morning and it is now Friday afternoon. Autumn begins tomorrow and we suppose that the hummers have begun their migratory flight to a warmer clime for winter, perhaps southern Mexico or northern Panama. It is so hard to imagine that our seemingly fragile wee friends can survive such a long trip, but we have learned that they are bad ass little fighters as well. We look forward to their return in the spring!
My favorite photo from this summer - a young hummer in flight.
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