Lunchtime lunacy! Treebeard came home to find the feeders low on juice and the hummers frantic. We have five feeders out and all of them were down to mere dribbles. Testy little hummers were expressing their displeasure with the situation. Treebeard mixed up the magic brew they craved and soon had them sipping away in a somewhat less crazed fashion. They are such little tyrants!