zip, zip, buzz

I walked out front early this beautiful morning and was immediately caught in the flight path of several hummingbirds. The mug maiden has pretty red and yellow hummingbird feeders hanging in strategic places around the porch and yard. I must have wondered onto an invisible highway that runs between them. We`ve had the good fortune of having several hummingbird nests over recent years. What a joy to watch the jelly bean size eggs (2) hatch, grow from tiny birds into little birds and fly off into the world. I remember asking many questions as a boy. One of those questions was answered with a little story with large meaning. This will sound familiar to most of you, but it`s a new twist and does answer a nagging question about feeders, flowers and Herons.

Many eons ago the Hummingbird and the Heron were good, if not unlikely friends. Both fed on fish from the lakes, rivers and ponds. The Heron ate large fish and the Hummingbird the small ones, makes perfect sense.  The Heron being the older and wiser of the two said one day. This isn`t going to work forever little buddy. As we become many the lakes, rivers and ponds will run out of fish. Well, the little swifter Hummingbird offered up a solution. The two of them would race for 3 days to a stream past the big forest. The first one to arrive and catch a fish will have dominion over the lakes and have all the fish he can eat. The Heron being older and wiser, as well as knowing his adversary through years of careful observation, thought the race idea sounded good.  The first day the little Hummingbird  flew circles around the old Heron. Flying ahead and waiting for the huge bird to catch up. The second day the little bird again was flying circles around his slow but steady friend. The Heron finally getting annoyed with the damn little bird, flapped his gigantic wings and flew high above the clouds where the little bird couldn`t reach him. The Hummingbird was getting hungry and bored now that the Heron was out of sight in the clouds and noticed a field of flowers below him with colors of the rainbow. The little bird flew down and tasted the nectar that the flowers offered, then suddenly felt strength and joy. He flew like the wind and was soon as high as the Heron and ahead of him again. Wanting more of the nectar, he zoomed down to find more flowers while the Heron flapped his wings and went toward the stream at his slow and steady pace. Darkness fell on the second night. The Heron, now over the forest, just kept his slow methodical pace toward the stream. The little bird became intoxicated with the nectar (you probably know the feelin) and knowing he was so much faster than the Heron, decided to stay in the forest and feast on the flowers that were just everywhere. At dawn on the 3rd day the Hummingbird looked up and decided to get the race over with. Knowing that he was so much faster and believing that the Heron would be still over the forest, the Hummingbird went zippity zip to the stream and upon arriving was offered a fish by that dang old Heron. The Hummingbird took the fish and spit it out. He had developed a taste for the sweet nectar of the flowers. It was decided that the Heron and his kind could hunt the lakes and rivers for fish, while the Hummingbird would have dominion over the beautiful, sweet flowers of the forest.

Well, you`ve probably guessed we have things around here that apply to that little fable. We don`t have a Heron mug, although we should. We make a Flamingo mug, but are all out and besides Flamingo ain`t Heron. Sold the last one yesterday. What we do have is a 20oz Hummingbird mug (shown below). We also have the main characters of a similar story that you may have heard (custom order only).

20oz mug with hummingbird
20oz ceramic hummingbird mug
raku fired tortoise
raku fired tortoise
raku fired hare
raku fired hare

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