Bird watching is not a pastime enjoyed my many Caribbean nationals. But it can be fun, especially when the birds come to you.
I had been visiting my dad for a few weeks. He is very close to nature. The garden around my childhood home is lush with fruit trees and an assortment of shrubs. And perched over the porch are the blossoms of a few hibiscus plants.
My dad and I met in the morning. He is not much of a talker. We would share a few freshly picked bananas, mangoes or papaya. After a few briefly exchanges regarding our thoughts on matters of the day, we would sit in almost absolute silence as the sun slowly rose and evaporated the morning dew.
The hibiscus flowers were in full bloom, vibrant with colour and fragrance. As the breeze caressed the foliage, we were visited by a friendly green-throated Caribbean hummingbird (Eulampis holosericeus). It was making its rounds of the flowers it knew would provide it with sufficient nectar to start it’s day. Skilfully, it danced around the leaves, positioning and repositioning to enjoy a healthy breakfast until satisfied. And then off it went. Whereto, I do not know.