The afternoon settled in …

Cool, gray, empty

Looking for meaningful activity, pondering important things … 

I settled in

A book at hand and camera at the ready…

Looking …

For the elusive hummingbird 

And then

So, the question remains…

Hummingbirds hum because … why?

They’re happy… ?

And it’s hard to smile with that pointy beak

Echolocation…? 

That’s a batty idea

Looking for a mate?

Hmmmm…

So why DO hummingbirds hum?

Anyone can tell you…

It’s because they don’t know the words!

Or maybe they do

“This is my Father’s world… 

the birds their carols raise… 

declaring their Maker’s praise.”

Today’s gift.