One early morning in July when I was a boy of nine, I stood before my garden marveling with pride at its pretty colors and robust bounty. The cicadas were buzzing, the sun glistened on the wet leaves, and the birds were chattering in the trees behind me. While gazing upon the flowers and trees, a small remarkable bird appeared. Just inches from where the silent bird hovered, I watched in awe. Suddenly, I knew that I was more than an observer; like the bird, the fragrances and colorful flowers had lured me to the ground where I stood watching this marvelous bird suck nectar from a blossom. Ever since that day, I have searched for places to find hummingbirds and I have created pictures hoping to share their beauty.