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On the last evening of the workshop, a few of us returned to the hummingbird perch, but failed to get any shots - the hummingbird was distracted by a nearby female and was not posing for us. It was nice to just stand and wait in the peaceful valley dusk. Eventually, I looked down and saw this tiny flower. We left satisfied, struck by the first drops of an oncoming storm. |
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