The other day I was taking photos of the bits of fall decor around my desk. I happened to turn toward the patio doors. And there was the hummingbird.
I had my camera around my neck. But…I had the wrong lens.
I quickly went to the shelf and changed lenses. But it was too late. The hummingbird was gone.
I can’t tell you how many times a day I look out there for that hummingbird. But it’s always the wrong timing for me. I might see one every 4-5 days. But I have yet to get a photo.
And soon they will be gone for the season.
But I do have cardinals and butterflies to take photos of.
Here is a cardinal in a jade tree.
I began humming “a partridge in a pear tree” when I first saw her there.
This female cardinal looks pretty young. She has taken a liking to my Jade tree in the container.
It is next to the water source, which is just a plant saucer, and this draws her in often throughout the day.
See her funky spiky feathers? That’s how I know it’s the same female cardinal.
I am inside the patio doors taking these photos because she bolts when I open the door.
Then she will bathe. In the above photo, it’s as if she’s saying: “Can’t a lady get any privacy around here?”
By the way, it’s so important to have a rock in your water source for critters to perch on. This flat rock serves the purpose well.
I often see wasps and other winged creatures sunning on the rock or drinking from the water.
A rock gives them a place to land safely (think airplanes on a strip of land).
I guess if I had it to do over, I might have been a nature photographer. I’d take long solitary trips to various places and photograph the beauty around me. Sounds wonderfully exotic.
But, I tell myself, I am actually doing all that in a way. I’m just not taking solitary trips around the world. And I’m not taking photos of animals out in the wild.
I’m taking photos of creatures right on my patio though.
Not as exotic. No. But satisfying enough for me.
The photographs I take aren’t as varied, but I’ve never been much of a traveler anyway.
And I still find a lot of nature inside my little fenced-in patio space.
You have to be patient. You have to look often. But there is a lot of nature and nature’s critters right smack in the middle of the city.
I don’t have many flowers blooming on the patio now. Most of the plants are bidding adieu. Waving goodbye. See you later, alligator.
But next spring I will again see the perennials that are tough enough to make it through the winter. Like the sedums and succulents.
The mutant-seemingly-on-steroids purple morning glories.
The lemon balm and mint.
The yellow rose and ornamental grass.
The annuals will die and I will have to replenish them next spring. That’s okay. The annuals pack a lot of punch (and blooms) into the months of summer.
I just now had to stop and rush to the patio doors to get a shot of a yellow butterfly flying around the morning glories. This is what I do. Stop everything and rush to the patio doors when I see movement out there.
About once a year or so I give myself the gift of driving out into the countryside and taking photos along the way.
I need to do that more often. Charlie will just have to go with me I guess.
He’s waking up from a nap.
It is a solitary life, which fits my personality. Just me and Charlie boy. Living our lives in the quiet little place we have carved out for ourselves.
It’s not for everyone, this life I live. But it suits me just fine.
If you could turn back the hands of time and do something else, what do you think you would want to do with your life?