One Good Thing

My mom and me were watching the hummingbird today. I've gotten to the point where I can hear its wings as it swoops in low in search for food. No one else seems to hear it, but I can easily call it when he's near. I'm like the hummingbird whisperer or something.

We've hung a bright red feeder on a small tree by the porch and the little bugger just loves it! He's been eating at it all day. Good for him that hummingbirds need to use so many calories to flap their wings, or else we'd have an obes...