Don’t move I am a human birdfeeder
Many many years ago my younger brother who was probably 4 or 5 was convinced he could feed the birds by hand. He had watched us throw out bread crumbs and saw the birds gobble it up. So one day our family watched very quietly from the sliding glass door as my little brother laid down on the patio and streched out his hand. He had put about 10 bread crumbs in his palm. He layed his head down and pretty much fell asleep. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen. Now he would probably never admit to doing this now that he is the strong muscular adult he is, but the preciousness and innocence of a child is always remembered!!
So I get to gloat a bit. As his older sister I tried a different method of feeding. Our family went on a trip to Colorado. We stayed in some condos near a lake. By one of the public porches there was a hummingbird feeder. I stood there for an hour watching the rubys zip and nip and fight and sip. I was absolutely transfixed. Every 10 minutes or so I would inch closer to the feeder. After almost an hour I put my finger up by the foot rest of the feeder and I was delighted when the hummingbirds actually landed on my finger to eat the sugar water. I have actually tried to do this at other feeders since but now as a wife and a mother its hard to make the time needed to wait for the birds =)
