His half-finished pink gorget was like a brooch at his throat.
When he turned his head the right way, I could catch a glimpse of the glittering cerise helmet he'd wear as an adult.
An immature black-chinned hummingbird was identifiable because it looked to me like a rubythroat, with a slightly longer, decurved bill. Both are genus Archilochus.
What a treat to see these birds at their ease! I don't like photographing hummingbirds at feeders; I like natural vegetation. I was in hog heaven here.
With enough light, even I can get a decent hummingbird photo. See how the wings are frozen? You can do that in the brilliant sunlight of early morning.