Seconds~

The most,

hummers get,

to rest,

all day.

Their daylight hours are spent packing on calories,

to survive their torporous nights.

Cheers to you from the resting hummers~

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196 thoughts on “Seconds~

  1. Such gorgeous photos Cindy. I’ve been seeing hummers all summer on a tiny forest trail that almost no one uses. There’s a section where I hear them always that I’ve now named Hummer Hollow. Today one stopped (briefly!) about 1.5 ft from my face, and then later another flitted around a bit and then sat on a tiny branch to say hello. Magic!
    Alison

    1. Smiling……They are winged magic. Coming close like that means she/he wants to know you better. I think it is quite an honor. When they really know you, they hover so close to your eyes that I make my eyes not focus on purpose, because it is a bit disconcerting, how much I trust them: knowing for sure they will be both so skillfully precise to not hurt my eyes, and so honorable, that I know they never will. Love to you Alison დ

      1. ❤️❤️❤️ I walk the trail past Hummer Hollow almost every day (rarely miss actually) so I think they are slowly coming to know me. I feel so honoured that they seem to be coming a little closer. xo

          1. One of them came closer today – 12 to 18 inches, dancing around in front of my face for several seconds, then flew to sit on a nearby branch (twig) where I could see him/her. So magical I was in tears. (Pretty sure they are anna’s.)

            1. Makes me so happy! Keep hiking there. At some soon point, you may be physically frozen, not daring to move, or scare them off, as they hover fascinated less than an inch from your eye. Don’t worry they are the most precision flyers in the bird world. And they like you.

  2. So cool you shared these darlings. Just this morning, every time I peeked around the front door at the feeder, a particularly talkative & charismatic individual flew right to my face & said something. I don’t know what, but my intuition told me that he or she liked me almost as much as I liked it, that it appreciated the freshly made drink, and just possibly, it was playing peek-a-boo. I’m going to miss these tiny friends.

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