Farewell Friend

It has been about a week now, and the hummingbird family I have so enjoyed watching and photographing through the summer are gone.
Yesterday as dusk, in the front yard, as I sat under the oak, the one hummingbird came and perched. I feel this was the last of the family to depart, perhaps the female hummingbird who would get my attention when the feeders needed filling. The feeders are in the back yard, and ever so often, she would come to the front yard where I was sitting and momentarily hover in front of me, then dart off.
She would also hover against the window where the feeders hang, suspended and looking into the room (perhaps in search of me) I would like to think.
I was able to capture many decent photographs, though I have yet to take the one I feel really sings. I favor the shots where the wings are a blur and they have a somewhat mystical look to them. My favorite time observing was one rainy day when the little hummer sat perched on the climbing rose limb and warded off the rain by rapidly beating her wings and arching her back upward. The water droplets sprayed all about.
The ants and wasps now gorge themselves upon the feeders I have kept full, just in case I have miscalculated, and the hummers do return.
I wish you a safe journey to your winter home. I hope there you find someone who faithfully fills your feeder with just the right three to one ratio you so often reminded me of.