This is another relatively quick hummingbird post. I can tell you the SmugMug gallery (HERE) has more than what you see here (63 photos), but if you are happy with these, then by all means stay away from the awesomeness that you’d find there.
I did not link the individual photos to the respective photo in SmugMug because it’s an exercise in frustration as WordPress messes up the links. All I can tell you is this: if you want to see more photos, and greater detain than what you see here, go to Smugmug.
These are all July 13th, and it’s not even all of them. At some point I just got tired of processing photos. It all began with this guy in a tree in my front yard. Normally I can’t “sneak up” on these guys when they are in trees.
It kind of went something like that. I got even closer, eventually sitting just under the branch. I know, you are all belatedly worried for me; he might have shit on me! As one of the few people likely reading this blog familiar with hummingbird shit, I can tell you that if they shit on a clean mirror, you would have a hard time finding the evidence.
The only danger I ran was if it aimed for my eye . . . but, unbeknownst to it, I wear contacts. I was safe.
He would occasionally look at me, but every time it resumed napping. Eventually I tired, and moved on, taking my 847 photographs of sleeping hummingbird with me.
At the end of the day I was sitting with outside in the company of the most important thing in my life. She eventually decided to go in, but just as I rose to join her, a hummingbird started humming the Bee Balm.
What ensued was another 1,000+ photo marathon . . . I processed the one I thought were interested, and did so two ways. The way you see above, and this way:
You might recognize this treatment. The SmugMug gallery had 63 photos, most rendered both in color and B&W. I’m only going to show a few random here, and those interested can go look at the entire set.
But all were interesting to me. I hope you found them so as well.
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. . . my FP ward . . . chieken shit.