The hummingbird experience: when fortune shines
In my previous post, I lamented the photographic difficulties of catching hummingbirds in the process of feeding from actual flowers, as opposed to the relative ease of snapping their portraits while they sip contentedly from (thoroughly unphotogenic) cheap plastic feeders.
This episode demonstrates the results of dogged perseverance in the face of ongoing failure: as I mentioned in reply to a comment by Mad Queen Linda, it seems that as soon as one aims a camera at them (particularly a camera mounted with a great long barrel-shaped lens), the hummers tend to vanish into the aether from whence they appeared.
Well, not so last evening, when one particular female rubythroat determined not to be bothered by the nearby presence of my veritable cannon of a Canon and proceeded to continue zipping from one blossom on the Turk’s cap and hummingbird bush to the next, busily tanking up on nectar.
The result was a marathon session of Lightroom raw development, characterized by extensive culling and culminating in the quite acceptable results posted here.
Hummingbirds typically hang around in our N TX neighborhood well into the Fall, with some lackadaisical individuals maintaining their backyard presence right up until Halloween, historically.
But after the masses have migrated southward, frenzied activity such as we’re seeing lately will have long since passed. It’s easy to guard a territory when you’re the only one in it.