The first jonquils came up which I planted last Fall. I made everybody get out and dig holes. Nobody was very happy. I planted a bunch but only a handful have come up yet. What do I know? This is a sign that Spring is around the corner. The weather is beautiful outside. I have my doors open while doing my housework I was supposed to do yesterday:) Our septic tank is on the brink so I have a backhoe singing in my back yard digging up a maze in the yard. What more could a girl ask for?
This reminds me of sitting on the back patio at my parents house with the flowers blooming around the Bird Sanctuary sign. This not your ordinary bird sanctuary at the Wilson household.
My dad was a pretty sickly guy growing up. He was premature to begin with. He had TB three times, a lobe of lung removed and still smoked camel non filters. Yes, he was a doctor. Surprised that he had Emphysema and COPD?
He stayed pretty healthy until the Winter of 1992. It was the weekend of the SEC Championship and it was at Legion Field. Mom had taken us girls to New York for a girls Christmas trip. We were at a bar watching the game. The yankees had it on because they were betting on it. They were amazed that 4 southern women could be so into football. They had never seen anything like it.
Meanwhile in Birmingham, the weather was wet and cold and my dad was at the game. He was hospitalized not long after that. Daddy gave us girls rollerblades for Christmas that year. One time when he was in the hospital, we decided to go blading around Southside and then go see him. I am going to back track right here so bear with me. My siblings and I have a nasty habit of shooting the bird at each other. I know it isn’t the prettiest thing but is just expresses so much in one little symbol. When my sisters were in the hospital room, one of us said something and then someone shot the bird. My father pipes in and says “Now, now, this is a bird sanctuary”. Thus the name has stuck. My mom bought my dad a garden sign with those words. When you are around the sign, you must refrain.
I hope you have similar stories with your family. They are to be cherished. Have a great Spring day.