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Summer Flies Onward On the Smallest of Wings

The post-dawn sky is turquoise, pale, clear, and bright. A few remnant white wisps of cloud remain, not yet pushed beyond the horizon by the combined power of sun and wind. If the forecast holds, that will change by mid-afternoon, but for the moment, autumn’s air is ascendant.

The hummingbirds have already mostly vanished from the collection of feeders, mostly preferring to congregate in the dimmer hours of dawn and dusk. Soon, these small spirits of summer will disappear entirely, too, making their way to warmer winds in the face of winter’s inexorable advance.

In this place, summer flies onward on the smallest of wings.

Such wings, and the season that is theirs, have inspired Wings this year to memorialize their shape and spirit, caught, held, distilled in silver and stone to provide the warmth of inspiration year-round. Today’s featured work is one such, a hummingbird not much smaller, in truth, than its tiny rufous counterpart that dominates the feeders so forcefully. From its description in the Pins Gallery here on the site:

Pollinating Sky Pin

Hummingbirds are tiny messengers of the spirits, tasked with spreading nectar upon the winds, pollinating sky in the summer light. Wings summons one of these small emissaries into being with his newest pin, one that assumes Hummingbird’s form and shape. Cut freehand from sterling silver, caught in hovering flight, her wings are scalloped with sunrise sumbols, her tailfeathers articulated by way of arrowhead points. Seen in profile, her eye is a tiny hoop, wings separated and body and yoke defined by hand-chiseled lines. Additional hand-stamped symbols of ethereal radiance accent throat, wings, and body. Where neck meets wings, she carries a single piece of sky, an impossibly clear, electric blue turquoise cabochon set into a saw-toothed bezel. Pin is 1.5″ high by 2.25″ across at the widest point; cabochon is 3/16″ across.

Sterling silver; blue Kingman turquoise
$625 + shipping, handling, and insurance

In truth, there is little pollinating to be done now, here, at least. The opportunity for that is long past; we are headed rapidly now for dormancy, the long sleep of winter.

But in the body of these tiny creatures beats a heart as powerful as its wings — and with it, not merely hope, but possibility and promise. The hummingbirds remind us that even the smallest among us are not merely capable of great things, but necessary to the world’s proper function . . . and also that while possibility often departs, periodically, it returns in its proper time.

Summer flies onward on the smallest of wings . . . and returns on them, too.

~ Aji

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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