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I saw a hummingbird hovering over my box of flowers on the landing outside our front door yesterday.

I gasped when I saw it and stood still, vacuum in hand, eyes riveted on the blur of wings, a long beak and feathers. No more than an instant and it was gone, out of sight by the time I’d rushed closer to the door.

It was a brilliant bright spot in my day and I wished I could capture it for infinity.