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Jim's all-too-serious discussion of hummingbirds [ :) ] had me remembering
a few years back, when I had planted an old English variety of pole bean
(Goliath, if I remember correctly). They had deep red flowers, and were
relished by the local hummers (as well as the bumbles, of course).
One day I was picking beans, and noticed one hell of a commotion right over
my head. It was two hummers engaged in a dogfight worthy of top-gun status.
I think they went at it for a solid four or five minutes before they both
disappeared. The curious part of it all was that the hummingbirds were
completely oblivious to me, a mere foot or two below them. This scene
repeated itself two or three times over the course of the summer. Kinda
reminded me of when I used to hang out at bars...
Yep, vicious.
Todd.
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