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