This photo isn't my father but he's the first person I thought of when I saw it. My Dad loves hummingbirds. On the farm he has his recliner near the south bay window. He has 3, maybe 4 hummingbird feeders up. He keeps them filled and watches the hummingbirds feed. He buys sugar by the 10 pound sack. He watches the hummingbirds and orioles so closely that he can identify the hummers apart. He says the hummers fly around his head while he puts up the feeders. He might like a hat like this one although it may interfere with reading the sports page.
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