A few mornings ago, I was unexpectedly treated to a hummingbird courtship display in the middle of a vast morning silence. The speed, grace, and that always-astonishing burst of sound (created by the bird’s tail feathers) are unforgettable. I believe the birds here presently are Anna’s hummingbirds, though Costa’s have a somewhat similar display.
I was…
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