A HUMMINGBIRD STORY. . .
One morning I was in the process of leaving for work. And of course, I was behind schedule. Grabbing up my briefcase, purse, a bag and my keys, I hurriedly walked out of my house into the garage. Pressing the garage door opener, I transferred my load to both hands as I walked to my car. At that very moment, I saw --no, I have to correct myself-- I felt a rapid flutter about an inch from my face. Momentarily startled, I did not immediately know what had taken place. However, it took only a minute before I saw her-- the hummingbird-- hovering in mid air just outside the garage. I had been buzzed!!!!! Ok, I don't "talk" to birds, but somehow I knew it was a message. So, I put down my bags, went back into the house and looked out my patio window. The hummingbird feeder was empty. So I fixed some nectar and refilled the feeder. Yes, I was late to work-- but I could not get over the hummingbird's behavior. It was as if they were waiting for me to come outside so that they could say-- "hey, we need food!!!! And you can't leave until the feeder is refilled!!!"