Suspended from our balcony roof line hang four feeders.  One is for the hummingbirds; the remaining three trays are for the wild birds.  Every morning I make my way out to the long deck and fill each one of those feeders and this morning I decided to stand quietly on the corner and be in the activity of the first rush.  It’s almost like there’s some invisible neon sign that flashes over the canyon below that says OPEN.  The hummers silently battle for [...]