Four days later, I returned to hopefully capture another photograph of the hummingbird feeding off the Iris. I arrived at the botanical garden early and saw Shelly in the parking lot. I asked him about the Iris, and he told me the bloom had died, and he picked it off. He mentioned there must have been another bloom underneath it because a new bloom had opened.
I was excited about photographing the new bloom and hoped the hummingbird would come back. With all my equipment ready, I waited for her arrival. It began to drizzle a little bit, but I was determined to stay. I waited 15 minutes in the rain, and for some reason, I didn't have my face to the back of the camera. The hummingbird let her presence be known by the roar of her wings, but it was too late. She buzzed around the Japanese Iris briefly before flying away. I was so disappointed.
During the hour and a half I waited, and she never returned. Although it had been drizzling the whole time, I was fortunate to have something to throw over my shoulders to keep me dry. I found another worker and told her Shelly should get the first bloom and press it for Jason’s mom. I left disappointed, but I think I may have one more try before the bloom is gone.
I went back today, and the bloom had closed and wilted. I was disheartened, but I knew ahead of time that when the Lord allows me to photograph His divine appointments, they often occur only once. I am thankful for the two miracles He allowed me to document, and I will never forget the story.
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