One of my greatest joys is grabbing my camera and then waiting for it! I hear the humming and know their path between the bottle brush and the fountain.
A little closer.
And now you can see why they are attracted to the plant.
Decisions, decisions.
Let’s check out the fountain…their next stop.
They’re like clockwork every morning. Just like brushing your teeth, they too have a morning ritual and that’s drinking in the fountain.
Sometimes they simply sit.
Excuse me; are you sticking your tongue out?
And if that isn’t enough to make me happy, there are all the other fine feather friends that stop by, as an example:
Come back again and take a visit with me in my yard! I never know what to expect!
