Capturing The Moment — Nesting Hummingbirds   22 comments

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Desert MuseumNesting Hummingbirds — Images by kenne

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  1. Excellent shots!

  2. I can’t imagine how tiny their eggs must be. I’ve seen a hummingbird in a nest just once, but certainly didn’t get a photo as gorgeous as these!

  3. This is the cutest ever. Unfortunately, last fall I found one of these beautiful creatures, obviously sick, laying on my sidewalk. I picked him, or her, up and held it in my cupped hands just before it’s little spirt simply flew away. I couldn’t bear to throw him\her away, so I still have it wrapped in a paper towel shroud, encased in a baggie and frozen in my freezer. Any thoughts on what I should do with this sacred little corpse?

    • I understand your feelings. My thoughts, I would select a special place and bury the little guy. They are special creatures.

  4. Beautiful photos!!

  5. Very nice!

  6. How wonderful to capture a hummingbird and her nest! I never see them although there must be plenty of them around here.

    • My eye has become more trained when it come to hummingbirds. Some have asked how I got so close, her determination to stay on the nest helped.

  7. I’ve heard their egg is the size of a pea. How does the beak and young fit it there?

  8. Rare and amazing shots – well done!!

  9. These are just riveting! Fantastic. I love them. Thank you 🙂

  10. Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:

    Looking back at old postings listing to
    Fleetwood Mac:

    “Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
    ‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
    But time makes you bolder
    Even children get older
    I’m getting older too”

    As the seasonal changes
    being new life
    as we grow older.

    –kenne

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