This little gal seemed to have a hard time waking up this morning,
she reminded me of what I must look like hugging my full mug of coffee in the morning,
only I don't fluff my feathers to stay warm,
not that I'm not prickly...
She seems to have been one of the last of the bunch to wake up,
the feeder was already abuzz with a dozen or so hummers a good hour earlier at first light.
For some reason another hummer found the port she was occupying to be tastier than the other (vacant) ports.
She didn't budge.
Some of the rest of the gang came along while she was still trying to wake up.
And then an aggressive male came along and decided to clear everyone else out.
The sleepy one was rather reluctant to go, even after the bully bonked her on the head with his beak...
The feeder was completely empty well before noon, so I treated the hummers to an early refill since I'm spending lots of time in the kitchen today getting a head start on Thanksgiving dinner and I can't resist the show.