The Hummingbird

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I eased behind the huge mass of nesting material and took a firm

hold of several strands, I then pulled back, quickly, to pull them

free. The jarring concussion, which followed, took me by suprise.

I tried to get my bearings as the ground rushed up to meet me and

recovered about two feet from the ground. After that near miss I

climbed back to the altitude I had been at and started searching

for my tormentor. I realized that I had grabbed hold of a human's

hair and that he had not been happy about it. He was rubbing his

head and throwing immense volumes of noise at me. Hummingbirds make

mistakes just like everyone else and more than most when trying to

build and protect a nest.

I decided that I should look elsewhere and settled on a lovely

little spider web. I dove toward it, feeling the thrum of my wings

and hearing the whoosh of the wind flowing past.

The web glowed

gold in the morning sunlight and dew drops hanging from it shone

like liquid fire. A gnat flew too close and I captured it with a

snap of my long tongue. Snaring a long piece of the silk, I

immediately ascended, looking for my tree. My mate was awaiting my

return, and was soon rewarded as I pulled up to the carefully

camouflaged nest. I passed the silken strand over to her and left

to find some food.

The humans are very good to us and hang tremendous reservoirs of

nectar from various limbs and rafters. The containers come in all

shapes and colors but they all have red bases. I headed for one of

these and saw one of my rival males. He instantly attacked,

chirping his anger at my...