The Santa Ana winds are blowing – we’ve had gusts pushing 40 mph here for about the last 24 hours and in the next 24 hours there’s a possibility we’ll get them up to 50 or even 60 mph. The BBQ and some backyard chairs and empty trash cans have been repeatedly scattered, retrieved, and scattered again. As long as they don’t end up vanishing from the yard and disappearing toward Malibu, I’m just going to leave them for now and worry about it later in the week.
I went outside to take a thirty-second video, which turned out much longer when I got a visitor. I completely didn’t realize that I was standing directly underneath Little Bastard’s hummingbird feeder…
The perspective on the iPhone video is deceptive, in part because I started holding it down around waist height. The bottom of the feeder is only about an inch above my head, and when the hummingbird is flying the buzzing sound is LOUD. You can hear it a little bit in the video, but in real life it sounds like the biggest bee or wasp you’ve ever imagined is two inches from your ear.
I expected him to fly away as soon as I started moving my arm with the camera (sloooooowly…) and at least three times he does fly away, but only a couple feet, then he comes back. Once he finally flew away at the end and I stopped recording and left, he was back at the feeder in just a few seconds. I’m guessing that with the very, very low humidity, the wind, and all of the work he was doing flying around in the wind, he was really, REALLY hungry and taking a chance on me being a danger was a chance he had to take. Again – a guess.
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