Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Hummingbirds are busy little birds. We have a good many. They dash around and frequently investigate things with bright colors. Once one hovered over a yellow fly swatter daintily dipping its bill in the little holes made by the cross-hatching. Last Saturday one zipped through a visiting friend's car's open windows. Today one flew into the storm door and collapsed to the floor. I took a picture of it on the floor of the porch with my phone. My phone isn't as easy to transfer the picture as my digital camera. So as I stepped around it to go in the murderous storm door to get my camera, the stunned hummingbird swooped away.