I have had a few "encounters of the close kind" with some of my hummers. They have hoovered right in front of my face and maybe 12" away (it's hard to judge) and looked me square in the eye----and that sharp pointed beak paused that close to me seemed to change the size of the little fellow. It might have been caused by my red MAGA hat
A similar encounter with a chickadee is burned into my memory. I was deer hunting, it was snowing, I climbed in under a big old hemlock tree for a little shelter and while sitting there and not moving a chickadee first perched on the barrel of my gun----seemingly completely unaware of my presence. Then he surprised me by flying up, landing on the bill of my cap, and then, like a gymnast, bent over the front edge, now upside down and looked me over intently for a few seconds before flying off.
"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity, an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty” ---Sir Winston Churchill
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“You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.” ---C. S. Lewis