A Note on the Fly

Sorry to interrupt, but I must tell you that a hyper hummingbird is hovering outside my window as I type. She’s a little duller than her mate, but I have never been so close to these chiwawas of the sky. She moves constantly, even as she pauses to examine my office through the window. Her beak is opened like a pair of tweezers, and she has a long flickering tongue.

I wonder why she is visiting me. My room is dull, flowerless, white, but I don’t mind her company. I wish she would stay. Even as the thought flashes into my mind, she is gone. I miss her, yet I know if she lingered, I’d ignore her. She would become part of ordinary life, like the rhododendron tree, the dandelion, or even our neighborhood cardinal. 

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About beewhisper

Christian, Mama, Wife, Gardener, Beekeeper
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One Response to A Note on the Fly

  1. Isaac says:

    Nice description! I love the tension between the interests / attention span of the bird vs the bird watcher.

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