The persistence of this folktale has never been explained. Perhaps some tender-hearted hummingbird lovers, like my sweet grandmother had hoped for a softer Aride for these miniature wonders of nature. Maybe, the remarkable journey seemed too difficult for this delicate bird. So the story of the migration on the backs of geese was probably invented to solve a mystery. It continues today, if only in the hearts of those like myself who hold dear precious memories of afternoons spent watching the pretty little hummingbird on the laps of our dear sweet grandmothers.