Movement at the window caught my attention.At first I could not tell if it was inside or outside first.
Secondly, it looked like a huge bug spider insect, I couldn't tell so I stood still in the center of the cabin and watched.
Seconds later I recognized the shadow and all anxiety was transformed into care and concern for this precious hummingbird trapped between the window and the curtain.
This tiny fragile and precious creature would soon wear itself out. So I moved cautiously towards and lifted the curtain to try and rescue it.
Ever so gently, I cupped my hands around its fluttering wings. I don't know if she made any sounds (i cannot hear her frequency). But as one tiny foot grasped my cuff she looked up. Our eyes met.
God she was beautiful. I felt her tiny heart beating Very rapidly. I kept eye contact
and walked cautiously to the open door.
Her wings were still in the palm of my hand . Her foot held my sleeve,her eye held mine. Was it fear that I would eat her? Was it gratitude for rescuing her? Or boldness scolding me for having such bright red curtains that drew her into my cabin?
Pushing the screen aside with my shoulder,I realized the screen was a reddish sheer curtain.
The wind swept this tiny bit of feathers into flight right out of my open hands.
She was so light it seemed she weighed nothing.
I wished her well and felt rewarded by her presence.
Yet, to prevent future entrapment i took down the red curtain screen immediately. And solemnly, with a deep sense of purpose, hung the black screen in its place.
Years ago I rescued a hummingbird which was entrapped in a spider web near a door.
Both were sacred encounters with divinity in creation.
I recalled finding,observing and cautiously photographing a miniature nest with 3 tinier eggs and waited for Momma Hummer to return to the nest.
What remarkable experiences have blessed me along this life path.
Another time as I sat quietly observing a desert spring, a hummer was repeatedly attracted to my red backpack and hat.
Even more astonishing was the hummingbird moth who tried to drink from the reflective lens of my glasses. I felt the movement of air on my nose as it hovered in front of my face.
I cherish these tiny creatures and am humbled by their beauty and focus on life's essentials...water food..safe shelter.
I give thanks to Creator God for allowing me to have these wondrous experiences.
That this rescue happened on the day of the Orlando terror attack speaks to me that even in the midst of a horrific event God's creatures can still be beautiful.
Thank you.
MERCI
danke schoen.
May 18,2018
