Friday, March 20, 2009

Cedar Waxwings And Hollywood Junipers.

Here's a site for Hollywood Junipers, in case you didn't know what they were. And here's a site for Cedar Waxwings.
The other morning, while I was blogging, I heard several loud pops, in my octogon room. It was the Cedar Waxwings in the Hollywood Junipers eating the berries and flying into the windows. Check out the video here. Sadly, no video of the birds flying into the windows. The waxwings do this once a year. They all congregate and eat the berries on the junipers all at once. I wonder if they are fermented berries and the birds get drunk. My octagon room is a little turret on the northwest side of the house. When we built onto this home in 1995 to get bedrooms for all the children, we made this octagon room. just for a focal point and point for focus. It looks toward the sound. And I like to go into that room and pretend I'm in a special chaise. I want a chaise for that octagon. It's wonderful for sitting in and drinking a cup of coffee in the morning. It's wonderful for sitting in in the afternoon and just looking sound-ward. At Christmas-time, it is magical. Neighbors across the canal asked my niece one time about that room. Something like, "What do they call it?" I told niecy to tell them, "It's my occasional room. I have occasions in it. Like Christmas. When the tree takes up the whole octagon. The lights, the decorations, the memories all come back and slap me silly. And Easter, when dyed eggs drip from the conical ceiling. And Thanksfreakin'Giving, when we have Stuffed Turkeys hanging freely. Or the 4th of July, when we have our Confederate flags out. Mardi Gras -Purple and gold beads are flowin'. St. Pat's Day. Shamrocks, corned beef 'n' cabbage, and green beads. Halloween. Just try and take on my punkin'. My carved turkey in the pumpkin for Thanksgiving. It's my tradition. I started my own traditions. That pumpkin and Julia Child's Gateaux de Crepes are what I do for Thanksgiving. For the last year and years. I wonder if my family realizes this. I would want to impart to them the importance of family and occasions and tradition and the MEAL. I just hope I have. I would not want to leave this world without giving my children a certain joie de vivre. We have occasions. And we celebrate them all. Sit at the table. Hold hands. Embrace. Enjoy. Feast. Eat. Poetry.

2 comments:

Hairball T. Hairball said...

"I would not want to leave this world without
giving my children a certain joie de vivre."


I bet your kids have just as much zest for life as you do. I can only imagine how much fun all of must have when you get together! :)

Anonymous said...

I'm sure you are appreciated