As I grab my hot cup of coffee and follow the sounds of the many chirping birds outside my bay window that overlooks the city trees, I can’t help but be hopeful. The sun shines in and warms my body as the early, soft summer breeze flows through the screens of the window, cooling my coffee gently. The smell of rain still lingers from the night before, and reminds me how much I love nature. My favorite place in the world is sitting and watching the hummingbirds. Occasionally, a Robin will fly up close to my window and even the bees try to get at the sweet, homemade nectar from the window feeder. There is something beautiful in observing the sweet humming of a hungry little hummingbird.
I patiently wait and wait to see when the first hummingbird will take a sip from the feeder I had put out the night before. Word has it that they are back already, and I instantly grew excited, like a child on Christmas morning, when I heard this. So, the night before, I carefully poured a cup of sugar into four cups of water and boiled it, and then let it cool. Now, as summer is approaching quickly, I know I will see the hummingbirds soon, and I know they will be hungry. I’ve always had a passion for hummingbirds. I think it’s more of a caring sensation that overwhelms me because they are one of many little beauties in nature.
This small joy in life, waiting until I see the first hummer of the season, is truly what life is about. Sometimes its the small things in life that make us slow down and see what’s really important in life. And sometimes the small things in life are also the best things in life. So, here I am…waiting to see the first hummer of the season at my window feeder. Good things come to those who wait!
(If you look closely, you can see the moth hummer near the middle on the left)