Sometimes a single moment in time brings living beings together in the most unusual way. And magic comes from madness.
When I stepped out of the truck, leaving the door open for a moment to unload things and chat with my friend, I never imagined that a couple of playful hummingbirds would flit by and one would pull up just in time to avert disaster while the other slammed against the inside of the door and fell to the ground at my feet.
My heart fell beside it. My mind raced and I ran inside for a paper towel, afraid to pick my little friend up with my bare hands. Resting on the table near the feeder it breathed quietly while I gently smoothed its feathers and tentatively stroked its tiny head. Its buddies buzzed by and I whispered to it.
After a few moments it flew from the table and awkwardly into the trees. But it was okay. My heart sang.
