Each autumn, the hummingbirds have departed for points south by October first. Somehow they just know when it’s time. This morning, a solitary bird was sitting on a Sunflower stem near the feeder, and for over an hour, it was the only one I saw.
It looked so lonely as it waited to depart on its 5,000 mile journey to South America.
I’ve never seen a hummingbird yawn before.
The irredescent green caught the early morning light.