I was well into my high-low rootytoots with a young r.t. hummingbird but butterflies were everywhere also and for instance, a particularly toothsome Red Admiral kept alighting on my shoulder. Why ask why! Who needs people when you have tiny birds and pretty insects? Actually I did encounter an affable photographer whose name was Darrell, he told me.
I told him: "I never met a Darrell before."
"No?" he said.
"No," I said, "not even once."
"Are the hummingbirds as active today as they were yesterday?" Darrell asked me.
"It's hard to say, Darrell," I answered, "but I can tell you that they're pretty active and they're very nice."
Darrell and I stood together on the pathway with our cameras for a while. Soon I saw a hummingbird. "There's one!" I said.
Darrell made a lot of cameraclicks, and in between and over and under the clicks, some other sounds came out of him, little grunts and some pleasant and amusing and perhaps involuntary sounds like "ooh" and "fff" and "awww" and others too.