okay. if i don’t start typing, i will never get it out.
hummingbirds. i see them all the time now. sitting in my sitting room of my house i hear their chirp. i hear their songs.
i grab my coffee or my smoke and head outside. and again there is a hummingbird friend. on a powerline or at the treetop.
i see more hummingbirds sitting still then i do flying about.
hummingbirds have helped me remember to feel joy. a feeling i am not quick to employ.
joy for my home. joy for my state of mind. joy to be part of such a beautiful planet.
joy in looking up and finding comfort in a small bird that has great strength and mystery.