Robert and I were out walking and we passed a woman on the sidewalk.  "Do you want to see something cute?" she said. (Of course, my mind immediately assessed that she looked harmless.  My age, brown outfit, no visible weapons!!)

She took us over to a tree and pointed out the tiniest little nest--with a hummingbird mother sitting in it.  Very hard to see, and about the size of 1/2 of a chicken egg.  With her head and bill pointed skyward, the hummingbird mother seemed to be meditating quietly...waiting...for Mother's Day.