I love hummingbirds and at the lake, they are everywhere. They are fearless little birds constantly buzzing around like little Spitfire pilots, fighting each other for food and territory (hm, sounds like my house.) Capturing them on film requires patience and perseverance, which is not my forte, but I did manage a few.
When they are mature, the males have ruby throats and luminous, iridescent green backs, like little flying jewels. Check out the teenage male (third photo down) his throat not fully red, just two dots.
Of course we have other birds at the lake like these:
But just in case you think everything is fine in paradise, this thing showed up to spoil the party.
Truly, I am cursed....