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| Mourning Doves at Bison Paddock |
I spotted another hummingbird nest on my walk this morning but haven't photographed it yet. The hummer chirped in surprised as I walked beneath her nest, then buzzed around my head to check me out. Instead of returning to brood her eggs, though, she zoomed away, making the nest a little challenging to find.
Once I did find it I looked for a good vantage point where I could wait for her to return and sit on the nest. The sidewalk was narrow and hemmed in by the tree and the front of someone's home. The homeowner was sitting in his Tesla in his Forest Hill driveway, and I hoped he would leave so I could occupy that space, which looked like the best vantage point. Instead, he got out to ask what I was up to, and he seemed dubious and suspicious when I told him. I wasn't sure if I should show the nest to such a person, but I offered anyway. I pointed it out and he took a quick picture with his phone, then set off on foot, presumably to the Forest Hill Muni station.
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