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Coevolution: Flowers, Tongues, and Talents

1. Summer, everyday, the flurry-hover of feeding hermit hummingbirds and clearwing moths, bee-pause and butterfly-flutter on shaking petals, all those tongues lapping, licking, and probing, the shiver and rub of furry heads and bodies pushing into the deepest crevices for nectar,…