On my back, head pushed into the wall of our house and a patch of dirt, chicken wing arms holding the camera, my nose smushed flat against it. I wait until one of the hummingbirds zooms into view and hovers over me – chirping, drinking, chirping, drinking. The shutter goes clickclickclickclickclick and I forget to breathe. I actually forget everything around me when I slip into the world inside the viewfinder – as if the world in there is different from real life.