I Needed a Break

The world is too much with me these days.  Wordsworth was right, nature is the balm I was missing.  

But it's really really hot outside for most of the daylight hours, and I can only swim for so long. 

So I betook myself to Costco for flowers and the library for David Allen Sibley's oversize book with the best title ever - What It's Like To Be A Bird.  I settled myself at the kitchen table with Queen T's vase and Brother's sculpture,  and found out that hummingbirds' colors are not pigments, but are feathers angled to catch the light in a certain way.

Who knew?