I WAS a European on my first visit to California. On the first morning in Indian Wells, I stepped out into the brilliant desert sun. The flowers were blooming on the patio. As I stood there, I suddenly heard a loud humming noise as what I thought was a large insect went zooming past me.
Within moments there was the sound and the blur once again. I thought it must be some kind of extralarge California bee warning me to get away from its flight path. I called to my host, What was that that just buzzed me? Oh, that was only a hummingbird. We have hundreds of them around here.
Just a hummingbird. That triggered my senseshere was a creature I had heard about but had never seen. I watched carefully and suddenly sighted this tiny, whirring phenomenon poising in front of a flower. This little bird, hanging in midair, darted back and forth to dip its long bill into the precious nectar that was its source of vital energy.
I stood there entranced as the flashing burst of color hovered and then flew backward. I could hardly contain my excitement. Coming from northern European climes, I had never seen such a beautiful bird. It was like watching a miracle in action. Its iridescent feathers gave off colors that were hard to definereds, purples, and greens with a kind of metallic sheen. The sheer beauty of it made me call my wife to come and behold such a unique creation.
I could resist no longer. I went for my camera and started looking for angles and light in order to get a good action shot. In the corner of the patio was an artificial feeder in the form of a red, bellshaped flower. Inside was manmade nectar a weak sugar solution. Since there was insufficient light in that corner, I asked my wife to hold the feeder at arm’s length out in the sun. As she stood still, the bird eventually came zooming toward her and started darting in and out, taking its fill of liquid energy. As it got confident with this new location, it even investigated my wife’s earmaybe there was nectar there.
We both marveled and thrilled actually to see and hear a hummingbird for the first time in our lives. I thought, What a lesson. Wherever we are in the world, we should never take any of our own local miracles for granted.’ And my friend had said, Only a hummingbird.
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