Hummingbird in the hand
I had a tiny new buddy helping me water the garden this morning. After hearing a thump on the balcony glass, I looked out to see a hummingbird teetering on the edge of the deck. Not sure what to do at first, I watched it rock back and forth, stunned and in danger of falling off the deck to the cats below. I picked it up, it didn’t make any effort to be afraid, still too stunned and just held it in my hand for a good long while. Gradually it came around and started looking at me and it’s situation. I placed him down on the wide railing of the deck and he flapped his wings briefly, decided to rest a bit more and stared at me for a while till coking his head and buzzing off.
Half an hour later while tending the garden, there’s a buzz around my head and the little guy keeps me company until a female shoots by and he goes off on a little chase, returning to fly happily a few feet away from me while I was watering. There’s lots of them here now and you see them flitting all over the garden and coming up to the feeder for a drink, Hummingbird Lane is aptly named 