Missing That Buzz

As I look outside it's snowing, adding to the whiteness that already surrounds the house. It's a beautiful sight, and then...
I miss the hummingbirds. There was something kind of magic about them. The way they would buzz around me and my camera, sometimes hovering an inch or two from my head. One impatient female (pictured) even fed from between my outstretched fingers as I set up the feeder. I hope I never forget the feeling of her tiny wings gently beating against the palm of my hand. I hope I get the chance to feel that again.
You see, the snow is more than beautiful. It's a reminder that one day the snow will come for me, and I too will disappear like the hummingbirds. Before that happens I hope to be around these fascinating beings many more times. more HUMMINGBIRDS