This time of year the hummingbirds become thick at the feeders. We have one at our kitchen window, one in the back yard and one in the front yard. All three are the hummingbird/oriole feeder because we have regular visits by the orioles as well.
We’ve had enough traffic at the kitchen window that a 1-quart refill of syrup is necessary every 24-36 hours. The evening feeding is always quite a show of acrobatics, stamina and defensive moves. The female Anna’s hummingbird (back to us) was quite firm in her resolve to stay the perch. This shot shows her allowing an Allen’s to join.
I’ve been watching the feeding ritual for some years now and have noted that when there are 6 or more birds vying for perch time the group will allow 3 to sit and feed at once. If there are fewer than that, one will take it upon him or herself to defend the feeder from all the others. This particular evening there were about 15 birds coming and going. Here, 2 Anna’s, our year-round visitors, and an Allen’s, our summer visitor, feed together. The Allen’s is on the right (below) and easily identified by the rufus (brown) coloring on the belly and neck.
The cooperative feeding-and-flight dance that happens reminds me of the Busby Berkeley choreography of those fabulous 1930s musicals.
Sorry, Mister, not quite your turn yet.