It's cool out this evening, with a slight breeze,
which feels delightful after the stifling heat of this summer.
I sit on the deck, surrounded by the sounds of birds and insects.
A male ruby-throated hummingbird hovers in front of me,
about six inches from my face, for a full twenty seconds.
He turns, and the sun lights his brilliant throat.
I hold still, and wonder how I would fare if he decided to attack.
(Yikes!)
Life could be very exciting if all our imaginary perils happened.
And, come to think of it, quite a bit shorter.
Linking with Wild Bird Wednesday
