Not far from where I live, is a nature park. Beautiful hiking trails wind through white oak meadows, mixed deciduous forests and dark evergreen woods. The park is generally empty, except on weekends. We’ve seen deer, birds of prey, owls, pileated woodpeckers, songbirds and lots of wildflowers in the spring.
On one of our hikes we came across a hummingbird nest. It was expertly camouflaged and suspended between branches. It looked soft, being built from moss and lichen. We would have walked right past the nest, had it not been for the mother being very territorial.
I didn’t have my camera with me, so I came back the next day. I scrambled up a hillside, to be at eye level with the nest. There were two babies, just about to big for the nest. As I was taking pictures and observing, the mom flew right up to me, with her long and pointy beak maybe about 4 inches from my face. As she was checking me out, I thought “Boy, am I glad I am wearing glasses!”
I came back a few more times, watching the baby hummingbirds, learning to fly and feed on nearby plants. The mother was very attentive and fed them while they were exploring their new found freedom. In the evenings they would return to the nest, until they were able to fend for themselves.
Finding the nest and getting to watch the baby hummingbirds take flight for the first time is one of my most treasured moments ever!