"I'm not in the flower garden. I'm on the hummingbird feeder."
"And what are you doing on the hummingbird feeder?"
He threw up his hands in exasperation as he answered.
"I'm going to catch a ride on the hummingbird."
Of course. Why else would one hang out on the hummingbird feeder?
"Does the hummingbird know about this?" I asked.
"Not yet," said Farmer Small.
"Well, have fun trying to ride the hummingbird."
Farmer Small smiled at me. "Well, you have fun going to work."
Hmmmm. I suspect that Farmer Small will have more fun than I will today.