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Hey! Wassup
with this cottonwood fluff in my feathers? I'm NOT impressed!
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If I find the right
spot in a sunbreak, you will see my pretty feathers. |
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There is always
someone coming... |
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...or going. |
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(The one lone Rufous Hummingbird
amongst tthe throng of Anna's Hummingbirds) |
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...or organic nectar. |
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It's a cozy place
to have a leisurely meal with your sweetie. |
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Eeek, talk about
being caught in the wind and sun! I feel like I'm in an episode of Grimm! |
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An amazingly long
hummingbird tongue is the only thing in focus in this picture. I used to worry that their beaks were too short to reach the nectar. Hah! Not any more. |
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