I awoke this morning after dreaming of pink hummingbirds in snow outside our deck window–dozens upon dozens of them flitting in tropical beauty against our windowpane. The snow fell softly between their swiftly beating wings.
The impossibility of it took my dreaming breath away and my heart swelled. They were not cold, frozen, dying. Their pink flower-like bodies shimmered in snow, alive, joyful!
In the dream I reached to get the camera to show you that miracles exist.
P.S. A quick Google check found these blogs about Hummingbirds in Snow (These folks didn’t have to dream about them):
Hummingbirds in Snow Photos – No Whales Today
Countdown Day 10: Hummingbirds in Snow
** I think all of our Upper Peninsula hummingbirds are really some place far, far, far south. Say, like, Nicaragua? **grin**
Oh wow, beautiful post, Kathy. I’m touched by how tenderly you cradled that hummingbird in your hand – and so relieved it recovered!
Reggie, it was a hummingbird gift to talk with you in South Africa via Skype this morning. Wow! I am still thrilled.
Me too! 😀
That hummingbird is sooo tiny!!!
Love the softness of the first photo.
Thank you for visiting Lake Superior Spirit. Aren’t the hummingbirds so tiny and fragile, but look what long distances they fly! Another paradox….
Nicaragua, yes! Or perhaps Coronado Island? http://holessence.wordpress.com/2011/04/28/how-much-does-life-weigh/
Ahhh yes….thank you for the reminder…carrying our hopes for love, joy and celebration! Good dream interpretation!
(And now I am remembering the dream of Coronado Island in the fog…thank you, Laurie.)
Maybe you are the pink hummingbird in the snow. All feisty and ready to find the nectar hiding up on the North Shore. Still carrying the colors and sunshine of Nicaragua in your heart. Beautiful post!
Awww. how sweet your comment is, Lisa–like nectar! I am glad you enjoyed this. I am still feeling bittersweet…
Good Morning Kathy,
What a lovely dream…pink hummingbirds in the snow ♥ They would certainly look like bright, tropical flowers against the white snow. Thank you for the links….wow, I had no idea hummingbirds were capable of being around in the snowy weather. What a pretty sight that would be! I love the picture of you tenderly holding that tiny hummer…and am so so relieved it revived under your care and flew away. ♥ 2 precious angels met that day ♥
Have a beautiful day Kathy 🙂
Good morning, dear Brenda~~no, no, what am I thinking? It’s afternoon! Good afternoon, Minnesota friend! I am glad you enjoyed the links. I was surprised, too, that hummingbirds might be seen in cold climes. I am glad you liked the photo of me holding the precious wee one. That was in summer, 2009. It was such a sacred moment. Hope you had a beautiful day, too.
Hummingbirds…such tiny creatures so full of color and life. Happy yours flew away to a tropical island, I’m sure, that fall. I have read about hummingbirds. So much history in that tiny body.
Aren’t hummingbirds amazing, Linda? I do love them. Do you feed them at your house? Don’t you wonder where they are now? Some of my friends love chickadees even more because they stick around in winter, when so many other birds depart. I love hearing the chickadees in the woods…
What an amazingly wonderful dream, as well as beautiful pictures. Much more magical about the dream I wrote about today in my blog. 😛
Dear Lisa **grinning** Sometimes we dream about toilets and sometimes hummingbirds. Heck, I’ll probably be in the toilet tonight. Laughing!
Pink hummingbirds, how delightful that would be. And what a beautiful dream, pink against the white snow – a bit of color in winter. I also had the thrill of holding a recovering hummer in my hand last summer – they are such tiny, delicate little things, and then they take off and get aggressive about protecting their feeder(s) and you wonder if it’s the same little creature you just held!
Wouldn’t it be beautiful to see a pink hummingbird? I don’t suppose there’s such a thing. Glad to hear you’ve had the same experience of holding one–and witnessing their crazy aggressiveness. Like humans, hummingbirds have multiple sides…
Amazing dream, Kathy! Love it–and especially the comment above that suggests maybe you are the pick hummingbird in the snow.
Did you know, Kathy, that when you share a dream–and the other listens with their heart–that the dream becomes theirs as well? Therefore you, and the other readers, are also now pink hummingbirds in snow…
I dreamt a dream… what a dream and in pink no less! Beautiful! I sometimes wonder if my hummingbirds are a dream… but I am so blessed that they are real and give me such pleasure! They love playing in the snow. Thank you for the link and for stopping by! Did you see the post I did on the ‘Little Winged Ones?’ http://raedi.wordpress.com/2011/09/11/little-winged-ones-hummingbirds-in-flight/ I know your heart stopped as you held the little one and for it to come to life and fly again! They are truly amazing the little winged ones….
RaeDi, so glad to share your wonderful hummingbird photos with others here on this blog. Loved your winged-flight pictures. Magnificent! (And you are right, my heart did stop holding the little one…) So glad to meet you!
Happy dreams like that are such a blessing.
It was such a lovely dream, John. I have some other images associated with it, too, and am pondering them today. You wouldn’t believe how slippery it is outside here in the UP! Like an ice rink in our driveways. Stay south, young man, stay south…
Oh what a thrill to hold a hummingbird in your hand ! ‘course that thrill was tempered with your worry over whether it would recover. I’m glad it did.
What a wonderful dream!
Sybil, it was really a thrill. Imagine~~holding a tiny bird like that! I was so worried, and then delighted when it recovered and flew away. The dream still seems so real.
Kathy, what a lovely dream! Smart, spiritual, teaches us how to be grace-full, healing, balance and joy, most of all joy. I can’t think of anymore qualities at the moment, there are probably many more. This sounds like a very special dream. I love these little birds too.
Colleen, you are so right. Don’t yo love dreams that seem to shimmer with vivid color and seem so very real? They do feel like special dreams. I wish you many of them…
Aren’t hummingbirds harbingers of joy, luck, and happiness? Hummingbirds + rose-coloured glasses = pure bliss for you! 🙂
I love that photo with you and the hummingbird. Aren’t they so sacred?
Guess what, Dana? I am now so in love with pink ( a very odd thing, for me) that I made my email background pink. (This may not last.) I think hummingbirds are very sacred. They are also crazy aggressive fellas at times. Kind of like us humans…
I love hummingbirds … or as I like to call them … “the hummers”. A wonderful sign of Spring to look forward to.
Your title caught my eye … I have been too busy to write a new post or even visit my favorite blogs …. I find I really miss it. So, I confess, I am blogging a bit tonight instead of doing my correcting …. I will pay for that later, but I needed the break.
Thanks for reminding me of the good things to come this Spring.
We call them hummers sometimes, too. Gosh, I hope you get a break to breathe and relax soon. (Blogging does do that, doesn’t it?) Doesn’t it feel like spring is already here sometimes this winter? Strangest winter ever…
What a beautiful dream – to imagine hummingbirds in snow!
Just imagine, Marcie! The beautiful impossible mystery of it…
Lovely dream, and I still remember the hummingbird picture. 🙂
You have a good memory, Val. I figured that most folks would have forgotten it–or never saw it. It was a lovely dream. haven’t had one like that in a long, long time.
For such tiny and seemingly fragile creatures, hummingbirds are surprisingly resilient. I love to watch them, but they do scare me a bit up close; I’m always afraid I’ll be the target of their aggression, and well, those beaks! Alas, I had to get rid of my hummingbird feeders when I discovered my allergy to all those stinging insects 😦
Do you know what plant the “pink” is? The photo is ethereal and beautiful!
I contacted my friend who showed me the plant a couple of years ago. It’s called a “smoke bush”, Heather. It was beautiful! Sorry to hear you have an allergy to the Stinging Ones. 😦
By the way, is it icy down your way? Our driveways are like skating rinks!
Our driveway gets enough sun that it’s clear, but our sandy, shaded roads are solid ice and quite treacherous! Be careful up there!
You know a couple of years ago, we did have a flamingo pass through our area in winter!
I think a flamingo in winter counts. It more than counts! It sounds lovely!