A flash of harmless lightning,

A mist of rainbow dyes,

The burnished sunbeams brightening,

From flower to flower he flies.

- John Tabb -

This morning I found a hummingbird who had struggled against a screen 

on my back deck. His beak was caught halfway through it and he was

laying on the ledge exhausted. I picked him up and held him in my hands

while I sat in the sun with my 9 year old son, Jonah. After about 25 minutes, and much to our delight and relief, this little male hummingbird flew from my hand in a blur.