Every trip to the park starts with a question mark. What will be seen? Fingers crossed. Please let there be hummers. Despite fewer jewelweed blossoms my prayer was answered. Hummers at the blossoms and grosbeaks eating the seeds.
I was strolling with another birder when we came to a space where there were no blossoms. Out of nowhere a hummer flew in. What follows will probably be once in my lifetime. Hummer spied a spider's web with a trapped bug. The images speak for themselves. Bug-dining hummer.