Check out the comments on my earlier hummingbird story for another related tale. Lately, the hummingbird feeder on the deck has been, effectively, an ant trap. It was billed as insect-proof, but the ants are determined to storm the sugar-water source. I have tried cleaning and replacing, on the theory that ants might have some sort of communication system, like bees. But no, like so many armies they blindly march to their deaths, where I find a thick layer of them floating on the surface of the nectar in the morning.
Don’t tell me that hummingbirds lack communication skills. While I was cooking up a new brew, etc., the lead hummer was gesticulating at me through the kitchen window. His message was clear: “where the heck is our breakfast?”,