Of Hummingbirds & Earthquakes

Spicy Globe Basil

Spicy Globe Basil

This morning roused me with a rattling screen door at 3:30, signs of a small earthquake not too far away. Sleep fled and refused to return, so I spent my predawn hours sipping tea, drawing and enjoying the quiet.

As the sun emerged slowly in a golden haze above the roof and treetop skyline the hummingbirds fell into the yard to keep watch over the feeder. With adamant chirps and flashing tails they fought and chased and exalted in small victories, gorging from their claimed and reclaimed feeder.

Enjoy this summer’s end.



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