The Hummingbirds in AZ

Gretchen and I were looking outside at the Arizona sky.  Gretchen reflected on all her interactions with Dad.  She talked about her phone conversations, visits, camping trips, car rides, etc.  She explained that despite the good and the stressful times, Dad would always point to the beautiful things.  He would talk about the quail, the flowers, the ducks and the sky.  It was a tender moment as we remembered our Dad.  While talking, a hummingbird came to feed at the hummingbird feeder.  As always, the bird was moving its wings so fast, you couldn't even see them.  As you know, hummingbirds are always busy, never resting.  After its last drink, we expected it to take off to continue its beautiful day.  Not so, it simply landed on the nearby shelf, not far away from Gretchen and me, and it sat there, looking all around, occasionally preening itself.  That never happens.  I said to Gretchen, "Where is it that even the hummingbird sits reposed for a restful time?"  Somewhere it is written that "even the hummingbirds will perch in peacefulness."   Chris.