Miss Hummingbird At The Door

When I opened the back door this morning to greet the gardens Miss Hummingbird was perched up at the feeding station. She promptly flew over to the door and hovered. We had eye to eye contact. Her feeders were once again drained by the bees. I understood. I went and put the kettle on to make fresh nectar. As the water came to a boil I dressed. As her sugar water cooled I did my morning garden tour.
The sky was already a perfect blue. The sun had risen an hour ago. The woodpeckers were busy getting bugs.
The butterflies were fluttering about.
I refilled her feeders and waited. I so wanted to take beautiful Hummingbird photos today. After hours of waiting I came in for lunch.