Right around this time, our spring-season birthdays start appearing in a flurry of cakes & gifts & celebrations!
Amelie Belle was born on a spring day, a few days after Grand-poppa’s birthday. We celebrate them both just as spring has sprung. Then April happens and things really heat up! Bailey-Baby and Stormie have celebrations. Then we have Tara, Stephanie, Gemma May in May with Gavin, Tredessa and DP just as spring is about to turn in to summer.
Ten peeps of our family-of-20 happen in this one little season.
Then there is Easter, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, May-Day, last day of school, and the sun shines bright in blue skies while flowers emerge in full color and the green grass starts its’ wildly renewed growth as lawnmowers criss-cross over subdivided lots creating an emerald plaid any leprechaun would be proud to wear.
No wonder I love spring so much!
Plus there are those other people we love, from our families of origin (like my Mamala in early June). And ~ who remembers what I was doing on Stormie’s birthday (April 15) last year very early in the morning??? That is right! I was helping birth baby-boy Wryder of Holyoke. Now – I didn’t do much of the birthing work – that was his mom, but I sure do think that kid is handsome! He and his sweet sister dropped by for a few minutes Saturday afternoon and I got dandelions. :)
LOVE these people – so glad they were all born to be in my life!
My little brother, Tim, just had a birthday Friday. I called him “the gorgeous one in the family” and he acted surprised. Please. He’s a handsome fella and he knows it. Plus – he is an excellent Elvis impersonator. I will try to share video with you sometime on that.
Joey was 3 1/2 and Timmy was 1 1/2 in this November 1964 photo.
And tomorrow is Joe’s birthday. He was my first younger sibling and has been my most enduring friendship. I wish he were here today with his guitar and we were singing and reminiscing on life because no one else on earth shares as much early-life history with me. He knows where the bodies are. I mean, there was my mom, but Joey saw things from my eye-level. And I will always have the Joey-Joey-Joey-Joey down in my heart.
Here is a song for you, Joe-Joe, to say I LOVE you on your birthday! “May your party never stop”
And the years go by
And we don’t know where they went
We just let them fly
‘Cause they were all heaven-sent
We’re on borrowed time
And we still owe half the rent
For soaking up the sunshine
‘Til we’re dead gone
We will laugh until we drop
Here’s your birthday song
May your party never stop
Singing on and on
We go stumbling down the block
Soaking up the good wine –Chris Trapper
Speaking of blizzards –
Must be Springtime in the Rockies because is was hot-hot-hot yesterday and today – sleet and snow. Good grief.
But just beyond the white, dancing flakes, where the birds frolic and sing anyway, I see the pink blossoms of the flowering pear tree just next to the sunny yellow, forsythia. I am not deterred in my springtime hope…Oh it is true:
“See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.” ~Song of Solomon 2.11-13
It’s the season of celebrations and many birthdays. It’s the season of singing.
3 thoughts on “The Birthday Blizzard”
Maybe that’s why I love spring soooo much too!! Not only is it beautiful, it’s full of life and reminders of how beautiful life is by lots of birthdays!! Happy birthday uncles!!
You’re the party-lover, Jovan! :) No matter the season!
Those little sweeties sure love you, as do their mom and dad. So good to see you if only for a few fleeting minutes…