This one lone Costa's Hummingbird was feeding in a blossoming Ironwood Tree on the Baja. It was so tiny and seemingly lost in the pale pink petals, but invarietably the Zantus's hummers fought for their space, chasing the Costa's. The unbelievable speed in these chase scenes was dramatic and mesmerizing.
We would have set up our camp chairs and watched forever but finally night was coming and dinner called.
We would have set up our camp chairs and watched forever but finally night was coming and dinner called.
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