Bless Your Heart

i saw what looked to be a rather large bee on the ground in the parking lot here at work. upon closer inspection it was a sweet little hummingbird. he must have flown into a windshield or something. i was so sad. they are so beautiful, and you rarely see them and there he was and there was nothing i could do for him. it was interesting to see him in a non-flight status- usually you never really see their wings because they beat so fast.

when i was a child a humminbird flew into the picture window at my grandparent’s house. my grandfather put some hummingbird food/juice into a medicine dropper. i held the little bird in my hand as my grandmother tried to get it to drink. he was all woozy. but he finally started drinking. then my grandfather took him in his hand and held him up high and he flew away.