You know, I’m not much for summer weather: after all, I moved to Michigan’s Upper Peninsula nine years ago—and to Wisconsin four years ago—on purpose. I’m also probably the most intense ornithophobe you’d ever care to meet. Yet, I cleaned and hung my hummingbird feeder today, and seeing it—this Symbol-of-Summer and Beacon-of-Birds—suspended just outside my kitchen window brings me such silly, uncomplicated, quiet happiness. Paradox or no, everyone should feel this nice every once in a while.
So here’s wishing you a little moment of your own, even—or perhaps especially—if it doesn’t make any sense at all. Cheers!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
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I talked to your Grandma and Papa today. They were both so excited because they saw their first hummingbirds yesterday. Won't be long until they can't keep up with the feedings for the hundreds that come swarming in. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree...Grandma and Papa share that simple pleasure with you.
Love, Mama
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