Do you know how hard it is to take a good photo of a hummingbird? It’s super, super hard. I have a bazillion terrible photos of hummingbirds from my old apartment, this happens to be a good one. There are a lot of hummingbirds at my new apartment, but I don’t have their pattern down just yet. Sometimes they’re high, sometimes they’re low. Sometimes they’re around in the morning, other times in the afternoon. I plan to either a) strategically plant some morning glories to grow in with the ivy that the birds like to sniff around in; or b) get a feeder. Or both, I guess. I know I’m not the only person who finds hummingbirds delightful creatures, but aren’t they just so lovely? I don’t think it’s possible for a human person to see a hummingbird flitting around being perfect and beautiful without experiencing at least a moment of pure wonder and bliss. They are so tiny, so seemingly fragile, and yet they are swift and strong. They know how to flawlessly be what they are. Humans are so much more complex, what with our reason and analytical thought, but is that to our benefit? What I wouldn’t give sometimes to have been born with an undeniable understanding of what I am and what my purpose in life is - however simple.
