
Lots of hummingbirds in
this region.
I see them sipping from
trumpet and jacaranda flowers,
perching for rest or,
darting here to there.
If there are so many of them,
shouldn’t I see a nest?
I wished—but was disappointed.
That spring day,
hiking in the oak woodland,
I was telling my spouse—
“I wish I saw a nest…”
As if an invisible god
whispered, 'granted!'—
Just a few feet away,
at my head level,
I saw a cup-shaped nest
embedded to an oak branch.
Camouflaged, crusted with
foliose lichens.
I was thrilled.
It was serendipity!
A dream fulfilled.
I stood there, admired,
took pictures, and left—
without bothering.
I was blessed that day.

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