What a beautiful photo, and Maya Angelou of course...I have never heard that before, but as always she has such powerful words!
I once held a very sick hummingbird and it was like holding a kiss.
Oh my goodness; what a thrill that must have been for your grandson to have that Hummingbird light in his hand. And how cool to have the camera ready at the right time.
How special to hold such a tiny bit of energy that we generally only see as it zips and zooms about.
Beautiful words and picture. Was the bird badly injured?
Lily and I were at a Hummingbird Festival. The bird was fine. The bird flies in a feeder, this man reaches in and holds this tiny bird so gently. They weigh them and get an estimate of whether they will have a chance for the long journey south for the winter. This is an old photo...
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