Forever is composed of nows.
         — Emily Dickinson

Hummingbirds are the ultimate hovercraft, flapping their tiny wings 50-80 times per second.

Before each sip of nectar, much energy is spent surveying any nearby threats.

What God has promised is already in motion.  Why am I flapping my wings? 
------G. Hill

But ask the beasts, and they will teach you; the birds of the heavens, and they will tell you; or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you. 
     ------Job 12:7-8

See Also: The Next Flower and When a Hummingbird Says Goodbye

The Next Flower

When a Hummingbird Says Goodbye

Live in the present. Launch yourself on every wave. Find your eternity in each moment.
          — Henry David Thoreau