During Colorado summers I enjoyed the hummingbirds that daily frequented our deck. Many people can’t hear their high-pitched, barely audible chirps as they fly around food sources, but I can hear them plainly.
The birds' arrivals were announced by the humming sounds made by their wings (or buzzing in the case of male birds). One bird usually came to the deck a few minutes ahead of the others, and then the charm would arrive and I was entertained as they chirped and protected their food sources. I was always puzzled as to why they all wanted to feed at the same port or bloom.
As the hummingbirds darted about the feeder and plants sipping nectar, they flew up, down, forward, backwards, and at times hovered in place. They rarely perched on the feeder or planters and only one time during my eight years of deck living did a hummingbird perch on the arm of my chair.
Miss those little guys!