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a hummingbird, perfection in tiny form
(Image courtesy of welcomewildlife.com)
Mid December. Most birds have vacated our yard, having instinctively flown south for the winter. Out of habit, I look out my kitchen window anyway, not expecting to see anything colorful amidst the barren tree branches. Then, something tiny flickers by, capturing my attention. I blink my eyes and move closer to the window.
Hovering on invisible strings over the hummingbird bird feeder is a tiny, cigar-shaped iridescent bird, its fluttering wings forming part of a sonnet to the air. Once satiated, it flitters away, resuming its migration giving colors to the sky and leaving a fresh canvas, ever part of the onwards moment. Watching a hummingbird is a rare treat this time of year, an unfolding moment to savor.
many miracles
happen every day in life's
unfolding moments
Copyright © Sara Etgen-Baker | Year Posted 2023
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