I was pacing on the front porch when my husband pointed out that every time I pranced by a hummingbird feeder the hummers were disturbed. He said it would be better if I walked on the back porch. I knew it disturbed them but didn't care all that much. He said they should attack me and I'd go away. So I picked up the fly swatter and just looked at him. Then I moved to the back porch.
I like nature just fine, but it's still mine.