Art and the philosophy of life

Coming home means hanging out with the hummers. I don’t worry about them when I’m gone. I just miss them. My husband, the actual-factual, logical-biostatistician, said incredulously, “They fly up to me like they missed me.” He’s not used to thinking like this, but he can’t help noticing such obvious birdy behavior. Speaking of birdy […]

via Hummer’s Mean Home: Part I (Perching)~ —

Comments on: "Amazing photographs of humming birds from blogger: Cindy Knoke" (4)

  1. The hummers and I are so grateful for you! Hummer hugs to you~

  2. Reblogged this on heartclosetblog and commented:
    Hanging out with the hummers.

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