A baby hummingbird flew into the garage and hit the wall. My sister picked it up and it seemed to know she was there to help. The tiny little hummingbird baby enjoyed the sugar water, and stayed in my sister's hand for quite a while. When it was nursed back to health it fluttered away, returning daily, with friends and a new family, to the feeders she set up outside her kitchen window. A reminder of how fragile life is, and how one small act can have a butterfly effect on our existance.