My grandparents always hung a hummingbird feeder outside their kitchen window. It is a fixture in my childhood memories - that clear red liquid, those quick nervous visitors.
When Daniel pointed out a few hummingbird near our backyard bushes, we headed to Lowe's to pick up a feeder and up our game in the hosting-hummingbirds department.
We mixed up some sweet concoction, decorated a few beautiful hummingbird drawings (which the kids assured me would attract even MORE hummingbirds) and proudly hung our new creation in the backyard.
It took a good week or so for any animal to take notice of the new feature in our backyard. And when they did, it wasn't hummingbirds. We have just endeared ourselves to the local finch population.
But the hummingbirds still come for the flowers, so I suppose all's not lost.