Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Hummingbirds ...

I named her Rose partly because she is so beautiful and so delicate ... and partly because she reminded me of someone very special to me. She stayed all summer, thrilling me with her graceful flights and enjoying the nectar from all the special flowers I had planted in my garden for her. She visited several times a day, resting on dead tree limbs or my wrought iron pillars, and I couldn't help but wonder if her nest was hidden somewhere in my garden.

I hated the thought of her leaving ... migrating to Costa Rica ... flying non-stop, some five hundred miles, over the Gulf. When she finally did leave, I truly missed her daily visits.

And, then, today, I received another gift of nature ... another marvel ... or marvels ... four ruby-throated hummingbirds were in my garden enjoying my Agastache and my Spigelia marilandica, a beautiful native wildflower with wonderful tubular orange blossoms. They stayed for quite a while just enjoying ... but not as much as I!


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