Friday, June 15, 2012

Flame

Brome grass in bloom


Walking toward the house from work last night. 


Sun setting behind me, going down on a glorious day.


Last one out, watering up old Boston, who was injured by another cow and can't walk to drink for herself. She drinks a lot and the hose won't reach, but I don't begrudge her. She is a sweet old thing...poor bos.


Suddenly right at my face, right at my eyes, speeding, buzzing, blazing, comes a coal, glowing red, fiery orange, trailing flaming halos.


Whoa


I ducked.


Then laughed.


That's what the sun will do with a ruby-throated hummingbird that's tame and friendly and whirring over to say hi.



3 comments:

June said...

YOU LUCKY DOG!

Cathy said...

So, we live happily waiting for those sublime moments.

threecollie said...

June, that is just how I felt too, fabulously blessed by fortune!

Cathy, you said it exactly. I could not believe what I saw and I cannot describe well enough what it looked like. It was just about dark in front of me with light behind and that little bird's throat just blazed. I couldn't even see the bird....just the glowing throat.