No one can tell you what that is.
It could be the sun rising
or a perfect bumblebee dangling from an imperfectly perfect flower.
It might be a butterfly sipping nectar.
It could be the sun rising
or a perfect bumblebee dangling from an imperfectly perfect flower.
You'll know it when it happens.
This morning I saw a hummingbird in my garden...
It was exactly what I needed to see.
The garden has been struggling during this long, hot summer and so has the gardener. But, seeing that hummingbird made my heart soar. I knew in that instant that it was worth all the hard work it has taken to keep this garden half alive. I stood as quietly as I could and took in the wonder of that tiny creature. A creature whose heart beats as fast as 1,260 beats every minute and whose wings move as much as 80 times a second with normal flight.* With so much energy used, that tiny little creature needs to refuel his body often, up to eight times an hour and he was visiting my garden! He was nectaring on the agastache I planted in containers so it would survive clay and limestones notorious poor drainage. He was visiting the cardinal flower that I give extra gulps of water to...He even stopped to check out the Cup Plant. He was visiting my flowers!
It was exactly what I needed to see and it was exactly what I needed to feel. Some lessons come to us exactly as they are supposed to...
xxoogail
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This morning I saw a hummingbird in my garden...
It was exactly what I needed to see.
The garden has been struggling during this long, hot summer and so has the gardener. But, seeing that hummingbird made my heart soar. I knew in that instant that it was worth all the hard work it has taken to keep this garden half alive. I stood as quietly as I could and took in the wonder of that tiny creature. A creature whose heart beats as fast as 1,260 beats every minute and whose wings move as much as 80 times a second with normal flight.* With so much energy used, that tiny little creature needs to refuel his body often, up to eight times an hour and he was visiting my garden! He was nectaring on the agastache I planted in containers so it would survive clay and limestones notorious poor drainage. He was visiting the cardinal flower that I give extra gulps of water to...He even stopped to check out the Cup Plant. He was visiting my flowers!
It was exactly what I needed to see and it was exactly what I needed to feel. Some lessons come to us exactly as they are supposed to...
xxoogail
*source
