Mr. Anna (the dominant male Anna’s Hummingbird in my garden) is getting more tolerant of my ever present camera and flash. Yesterday morning he was more concerned about another hummer in his territory than he was of me. I saw two hummers, one being chased by Mr. Anna, before I went outside. While I was photographing him on various branches in the garden, he spent as much time looking up and around and behind as he did looking at me. The morning was brisk and he was puffed up against the suddenly cooler temperatures as fall enveloped us. He had an adorable plumped and pudgy look, not a bad-ass look that he seemed to be trying to convey to the interloper in the yard.