16 x 20
My first painting in my new studio.
I found a hummingbird feeder in the shed out back.
I was so anxious to use it, but all I had was Splenda.
Yesterday I saw a hummingbird take a sip and fly away.
I felt bad,
so I bought a bag of real sugar.
This morning I saw one cautiously circle the feeder.
He must have known.
Hummingbirds tend to gossip.
To his surprise the carb phobic owner had filled the feeder with that sweetness that makes his wings flutter faster and his heart beat better.
Let's just hope he spreads the word.