We have hummingbirds year round here and I have named one regular visitor Fred. You cannot believe the loud voice this little guy has, especially when I’ve had the audacity to let the feeder go dry.
The tiny hummer
carries a big message
as he (or she?) hovers outside my kitchen window
“Forget your coffee. Where’s my food?”
So glad to know that someone else names their hummers. We have one we call the Huminator? He waits on the jasmine trellis and rushes to the feeder every time another hummer attempts to land.
NyAnne — that’s a perfect name! It’s astonishing how aggressive those sweet little birds are.