Waiting For The Hummer (Or Someone Like Him)

Sitting on my porch … waiting for a Hummer to visit the feeder … borrowed camera in hand …

Beyond the feeder, the Mountain Bluet is still flowering.




At the feeder … nothing.




Beyond the feeder, the neighbor’s yard is aglow in the sunshine.



At the feeder … a bit of glowing as well. (But no hummer.)




Beyond the feeder, the Hanging Basket blooms with reckless abandon.




While at the feeder …






The Visitor hums in!