Wednesday, September 25, 2013

A Bird in Hand

On Sunday, while admiring the garden of relatives we were visiting, E and I spied a humming bird.

E set about trying to catch the poor thing, while I tried to capture it with my camera.

Our host offered him ten dollars if he could catch the hummingbird with his bare hands.

But it always flew off before E could get into grabbing distance.

Later, after a walk to see the pond and the cranberry bog, we all returned to the garden where a pair of juvenile humming birds played and tumbled together like a pair of juvenile humans that I know.

Z moved stealthily up on one and captured it in his bare hands.

E came out and had to catch one too, to claim his ten bucks.

Z, however, turned out to be the hummingbird whisperer, and soon had them eating out of his hand, literally.


  1. Wow, that is unbelievable! Who knew you could tame a hummingbird!

  2. I didn't know that was possible. I'm interested to know what such a teeny creature felt like cupped in the hand, its heart beating rapidly.

  3. Rachel--I hadn't even thought of that! You have such a lovely way of putting things. I'll ask him.


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