“I’m convinced Archie’s an urban legend,” I text Trish, who’s lounging on a Santa Barbara beach while I take over her clients for a week.
In all my petsitting experience, Archie wins for weirdest.
Disclaimer: Archie is not your typical pet. He doesn’t require walks or belly rubs. Days go by without seeing him.
Reader, Archie is a hummingbird.
On Day 5, he materialized, distinctive purple head shimmering in the desert heat. An apparition, almost, flitting between tree and feeder. The way ideas suddenly burst from mind to pen to page.
Archie, like writing flash: get in and get out.
This made me smile on a very difficult day. Thanks!
Another great one Amie, happy Friday!