For the first time, I saw a hummingbird stop and take a rest on a twig. Before that I only saw them working by hovering over a flower sipping nectar. It was a sight that lasted a minute, and I got the chance to see just how small this bird is that travels thousands of miles twice a year. Never again will I complain about my own commute. It’s fascinating how the hummingbird’s fragility is so feisty and defies defeat. Another thing to think about.
a hummingbird sips
the ruby sage