Why, oh WHY, do they torture me so???? Since spring, I've watched them flit around my yard, from tree to tree... always too quick for me to grab my camera. I have yet to get a decent picture of them. My oldest son just laughs and laughs when he sees one, because he's also convinced that they're doing it on purpose. This is the best I got the other day. Oh well, maybe next time.P.S. If you don't recall, this was my son's answer to my dilemma. Click here (you'll have to scroll down to Day 78 of the post.)
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