27/10/2024
The little teasers of the tropics.
Coquettes have always held a special place in my heart; these tiny Lophornis hummingbirds that seem more like living jewels than mere birds. Weighing just a few grams, they're so delicate that it feels almost unreal when I see one. The males, with their flamboyant crests and shimmering tufts, seem as if nature crafted them in a moment of playful extravagance—each feather arranged with care as if to say, "Look at me, but only if you're lucky enough."
I've spent countless hours chasing glimpses of them, knowing full well how elusive they can be. Their flight is a blur, so insect-like that I've often mistaken them for chunky bees. But that's part of their magic, isn't it? They blend in with the world around them, slipping in and out of flower patches like whispers. Even when they're there, they're gone.
The thrill of finding a coquette is heightened by their unpredictability. These birds don't follow a map; they follow the flowers, wherever they might be blooming. It's as if they're playing a game of hide-and-seek with the world, and I'm always the seeker, hoping for just one more look, one more photograph.
In those rare moments when I've captured the Spangled, the Rufous-crested, or the Tufted coquette in my lens, it feels like an intimate exchange, a quiet, fleeting connection with something truly wondrous.
Here, two male Rufous-crested coquettes (Lophornis delattrei) are visiting a Heliconia psittacorum flower at the Wakanki Lodge in Northern Peru.
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Canon 1D Mark IV, 100-400 IS L Lens 1/250 f20 ISO 250, Multiflash technique.