Another week and the hummingbirds are still here swooping in and out of the yard, stopping at the feeders then swooping off again. There are still at least 6-7 of them between my 5 feeders. Its hard to get a count because they move so fast. No reason to know how many other than curiosity. They move so fast, they are blur of green, especially when the sun catches a spark of reflection on the vivd green of a little back as it swoops through the rays. Some would insist on getting the exact color and markings correct. Maybe I should too, but that would defeat my purpose. My goal is to catch a little of the magic as these mini whirling dervishes zip around my yard from feeder to feeder. Magic is what these little guys are all about.il next year and the excitement of watching for the arrival of the first spark of rapidly moving emerald green.
Magic must be what guides these jewels of the sky to find that one lone feeder for miles around. Once found, they stake it out and mark it as their own. That must be magic too. Otherwise more would show up until the feeder is empty more often than it is full. Who has time to constantly make up another batch of nectar and refill. I do good to get mine refilled once or twice a week. Right now, its about every other day. If it was like this all year, I’d never make it! Soon these emerald flashes will be gone and I’ll be lamenting the sadness of the deserted feeders.
Everyone needs a little magic in their lives now and again. Streaking bits of emerald jewels in the sky can provide magic for a little while. For me, the paintings are my way of capturing a bit of the colorful green flashes of fast moving magic before they gone for this year. That time is fast approaching. I’m painting as many as possible while I can. My camera is helping. Then I’ll bring the feeders in, wash them well and put them back on the shelf in the garage where they will quietly collect dust. Until next year and the excitement of watching for the arrival of the first spark of rapidly moving emerald green.