Have you ever observed a humming-bird moving about in an aerial dance among the flowers — a living prismatic gem that changes its colour with every change of position…In its exquisite form, its changeful splendour, its swift motions and intervals of aerial suspension, it is a creature of such fairy-like loveliness as to mock all description.
I was in the garden this morning, enjoying the sunshine and checking the progress of my spring seedlings, when I heard the familiar “zzip, zzip” of a hummingbird flitting around nearby. I looked up and saw him, an iridescent green fellow with a jewel-pink throat, doing an exuberant sunlit dance in midair a few feet away from me.
At first he seemed to be performing solely for my benefit, and a lovely performance it was. Then I realized that he was in the midst of a hovering cloud of gnats, dipping and whirling with elegant grace as he snapped up dozens of the tiny insects. I sat back on my heels and just enjoyed the show, which lasted for a good minute or two before the hummer finally darted off in a brilliant flash of color.
I think Nature likes to indulge in random acts of beauty and joy for the sheer pleasure of it. What other explanation could there be for moments like that?