In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

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Sunday, October 11, 2015

Slowing Down the Thoughts

I know I haven't been writing much. I go through phases where nothing sounds right, or picking out the words seems too tedious.

At first, I started to ignore the urge to write this morning, but something caught my eye, and it was too remarkable to ignore.

I was sitting on the back porch, watching as the first rays of the sun peeked through the trees. The air was clear, the temperature a little to warm to call brisk, and it was completely still.

The hummingbird feeder appeared as a brilliant globe of energy trapped between two red disks. As I watched, a female hummingbird came to feed; obviously a straggler, since she refused to perch on the edges.

Her wings were a dim blur, and the sunlight made it appear as if she was surrounded by field of light. As she fed, her tiny tongue darted into the feeder multiple times per second; tiny electrical discharges as she fed on pure energy.

She fed for a half dozen seconds, backed away, returned for another taste, and was gone; a small streak disappearing into the morning sky.

I had no camera, so the event was only etched into my memory; the words a poor attempt to document a sight too unique to allow to slip through the cracks of my thoughts.

10 comments:

  1. Your words make it possible for me to see her, too. Thank you for giving me a lovely vision with which to start my day.

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    1. I usually have my phone handy, but didn't. Even a poor photo would have been amazing.

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  2. If you had a phone, we may not have seen it as clearly.

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    1. Maybe so, but it would be something to see.

      Thanks

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  3. I loved your depiction. I stumbled on the hummingbird's blog earlier and his description was far less... ""flowery". I'd post the link here but I think he likes his anonymity. Besides, he was less than flattering, calling you a "peeping Jess". Not very friendly.

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    1. He shouldn't be running around in public without any pants.

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  4. You're a good writer, Jess. I don't say that lightly. My opinion, of course, worth the pixels its printed on. I'm in the same mode now. Nothing I start sounds right. My humor is gone. I hope it returns.

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    1. I go through spells. Sometimes, my humor slips away.Like a lost puppy, it soon returns, and pees on the floor.

      ..and I consider your opinion very valuable. Authors have to stick together in their madness. It's like Overeaters Anonymous. Everyone is one slice of cake away from doom.

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  5. I enjoy Jess' writing. I try to keep him amused between anticipated posts so he keeps track of that puppy.

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