I have added a new morning routine to my morning. After watching the am news, I take my second cup of coffee out onto our deck. Damn the bugs, mosquitoes, and green heads and full speed ahead. I need to spend my morning time with my hummingbirds.
Faster than a speeding bullet. Flying around my head. These tiny creatures fight for the golden nectar in my hummingbird feeder.
The young males chase away their sisters and harass the girls nonstop. It is a male thing.
They learn at an early age that their sex is all powerful and to be obeyed. At times they are cruel, unrelentless, and just plain mean.
Their sex only mates with the females and then their life's work is done. Off to play they go.
They do not help the females raise the babies.
The females make a nest out of small leaves and ties it together with spider's webs.
They are truly nature's miracle. They lay tiny, tiny eggs and raise the babies alone.
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