Coincidence?

For years I have tried to attract hummingbirds to our humble abode. One year, I put bananas in the trees, so that the gnats, which would hover over the rotting scent, would inevitably gather round, and would attract the desired species. This “trick” cost me a bunch of bananas, was an icky mess to keep changing out, and was all for naught.

I tried different types of feeders. I planted their favorite flowers. My beautiful mother-in-law, whose name rhymes with “June,” has them sweeping around her by the dozens the minute she arrives at her cabin here in Colorado. Seriously? I can’t get one.

However, I have heard a little guy all summer on a few occasions. Today while I was admiring my beautiful stand of castilleja – commonly known as “Indian Paintbrush” – I thought about how many years it took me to get that going. Usually I forget it’s there and mow over it. What I means is, every year I mow over it. Today as I enjoyed the beauty, a little “seen but not heard” visitor arrived. A hummingbird! After all these years – Indian Paintbrush and a hummingbird all at once. Coincidence? What a beautiful day!