A glass of wine, a magazine, and the porch swing in warm weather, back against a pillow, wind chimes, and hummingbirds. This is my definition of heaven. I don't remember seeing them as a child, even though I grew up on a small farm in the Ozark hills where hummingbirds are plentiful. You might think I would have seen at least one during my eighteen years on that farm, but I never did. I remember seeing documentaries about them on TV and wishing I could see one. I looked for