Monday, August 20, 2012

Possible Perils



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