Hummingbird

Review bycanaryswear· 2026-11-04

The bill is black, slender, small and pointed, needle-pointed, needle-like. In shrubs, in trees it makes itself a nest, it lays eggs, sits, hatches its young. It has only two eggs; its young are rare. Its food is flower honey, flower nectar. It is whirring, active [in flight]; ashen in color. It rejuvenates itself. It sucks, sucks honey; it builds itself a nest, lays eggs, sits, hatches its young, raises its young; it flies, darts, chirps. In the winter, it hibernates. It inserts its bill in a tree; [hanging] there it shrinks, shrivels, molts. And when [the tree] rejuvenates, when the sun warms, when the tree sprouts, when it leafs out, at this time [the hummingbird] also grows feathers once again. And when it thunders for rain, at that time it awakens, moves, comes to life. This one is medicine for pustules. One who wishes never to have pustules eats often of its flesh. But they say it makes one sterile.