I decided it would be very cool to get a photograph of a hummingbird. And, indeed, it would be. But the gap between seeing the hummingbird, grabbing the camera, turning the crappy thing on, having it pointed in the right direction is so ridiculously long, that by then the hummingbird is five gardens over.
Apparently nature photography is tricky. Who knew?
Here’s one of my hummingbird shots. (I won’t bore you with all of them):
Notice the glaring absence of said humingbird.
I hereby give up. Stupid hummingbirds. I for one do not welcome our hummingbird overlords. I spit on their gravy.