True story: I was out on the porch the other day, knitting and looking around at the world, when a hummingbird repeatedly buzzed me.
He kept going back to the feeder, then flying around my head.
I checked the feeder, found it was empty.
When I filled it and came back out, he was sitting on the empty hook, waiting.
I hung the filled feeder where he could reach it. Then he was happy again.
Here are some hummingbird pictures that I took last summer. I still like them. The music features an African drum called a ngungu that mimics the sound of a wild pig. It also reminds me of the hum of hummingbird wings.