Sometimes the unexpected makes this life worth living. Butte fire evacuation was lifted in our area yesterday, so I returned with three dogs and stuff I think I need. Our house still stands. Considering one third of our entire county evacuated and hundreds of homes were burnt, we are fortunate to return to what looks like a messy normalcy. A few plants died, sad for them, but really…
I stood still, filling water from the house spigot to the outside dog dish, thinking about other people’s trauma. A green irridescent hummingbird flies directly underneath me, and drinks from the flowing spigot for about thirty seconds. His vigorous beating wings kept him stable as I watched his tiny beak dip repeatedly into the stream, regardless of whether I was there. He was thirsty.
How can I express such beauty and magic? The life spirit vibrated with both of us, tiny bird flying beside crystal water. Momentary glisten of precious wings before me.
So glad to read that the fire had missed your little piece of heaven… hummers are heavenly, too… your Haiku speaks volumes. Stay well.
Pru, you gave Mac and I great comfort during the trying days of the fire. We thank you, dear lady.
Thank you for keeping in touch with me during that terrifying week! So many have lost, and, like you, I’m grateful to still have a home.