Sunday, November 20, 2011


I once had a hummingbird divebomb me, making a huge cross with a J hook in the sky. He came right up to my face three times. I put my finger out and he landed on it...for a second. I was wearing red. And he was Colibri, or Huitzilopochtli, the god of war. I once found a nest made of spiderwebs and moss suspended over Paloverde Creek in Big Sur. Three tiny eggs. The hummingbird stood her ground. When I was child, my aunt found a tiny hummer the size of a grasshopper and it was my job that Easter week to feed it—every 2 hours. Don't recall if he made it. Probably not. But he was voracious. We kept him under a lamp. A small flame to keep him warm, this little warrior of the sun.

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