Sunday, August 23, 2009

On Getting Old -- 45















A few weeks ago Rosemary instructed me to install a new humming bird feeder in our backyard. Although a little dubious about this adventure I followed her directions. The feeder was placed outside our kitchen window.

Rosemary, ever confident of the attraction of the birds to our feeder, thought she saw a humming bird a week ago at the feeder. She hurried out to replace the sugar water with the hopes of seeing the little beauty again – if in fact she saw it the first time.

A little skeptical of her sighting, I humored her. Then one morning while having breakfast, she shouted out, “Look! He’s back.”

Sure enough the tiny bugger was flitting around our feeder. What a feeling of joy and elation that bird brought to our morning meal. Unfortunately we have yet to see him again, but I shall never doubt my wife’s claims again.

A googling informed us that most likely our visitor was a Ruby throated humming bird.

One of God’s unique creatures provided me with a most pleasurable piece of candy today.

Ciao

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