Napoleon, the ruby-throated hummingbird, rules the deck. Except for a lady hummingbird, the occasional wasp, and a dark-eyed junco who took his place on the shepherd’s crook from which the feeders hung*, no one can get close to the nectar.
*High winds in recent storms swung the feeders so violently, they slung nectar all over the deck, front windows, sidewalk and walls. The feeders are now sitting safely on the deck. It took the birds less than 10 minutes to figure out the new location was OK.