Hummingbird Central

We live in paradise - visits from grandchildren- here the twins in baskets, the screened porch where we watch the hummingbirds zooming about in their acrobatic flight, and the endless conversations we have about every imaginable issue.

Wherever I look there is something interesting happening. This evening while the last moments of dinner preparations were happening, we sat on the front porch to watch the hummingbirds swooping and swirling, now and again stopping at the feeders, then interrupted by aggressive mates. I think that the first nesting season is over, and they are, once again, in search of a new mate. Hummingbirds are not monogamous, and when the first nest has fledged, those hummers are out to get the next  best female. So we now have dozens of them flying from the crape myrtles and zooming about doing acrobatics among the four feeders we have arrayed on the eaves of our porches.

We had decided that we were not going to do our usual summer camp this year. Our schedule  was choppy and we were feeling elderly..

NOT! Several times this week kids have appeared to swim, after calling first, and they politely appear at the studio door, clearly wanting me to be Ms. Camp person. One kid, Luis, immediately made contact with my husband, with whom he had cooked last summer at our camp. He wants more (ever so politely), and proposes to bring some Mexican recipes they can cook together. How can we resist?

The hummingbirds zoom and the kids return and how can we possibly not respond? We fill those nectar feeders and welcome those amazing kids. Life is sweet for us all.