When our eyes follow them, we see beauty unfolding. Hummers dart through woods or meadows like tiny elves or fairies who know exactly where they want to go. They whir buzz, and zoom from one splash of color to the next, approaching red or blue flowers with wing-beats so fast all can we see is a blur. As creatures that move and live and have their being around irises and penstemons, hummingbirds pause magically in the air, defying gravity, aiming their needle-like beaks into the sweet inner mysteries of the flowers, then they plunge head first, half disappearing. Coming back out, they fly backwards, sometimes covered with pollen.
Hummingbirds are fully alive and insanely happy.
These dazzling little creatures have a radiance about them. They give the human heart something it deeply needs.