Soft giggles fill the air
as footsteps light on the toes
spring up before Mom’s
Morning Joe. Swiftly do they sprint,
like the Easter bunny himself,
racing to reach the stuffed pastels.
Curls still smell of soft pillow and cotton
as they bounce with their bodies
past the tulips blooming. And
before a puddle, a small, yellow
and hatched from an egg,
a duckling as it plays
at the children’s feet,
greeting the happy faces
and hands that feed, then there!
There’s an egg, they rush
to see. Hop, hop, hop goes a bunny
white, fluffy and fast on his feet.
The blessed smiles on siblings
only families get to see.
Every year, my grandma Shirley has a Planting Day where the whole family gets together and we “fix up” Grandma’s garden. It barely needs fixing as it’s the most beautiful place to visit. She has the most fragrant of roses and you’ll always see Grandma with a beautiful sun hat on whenever she’s outside. Her deck overhangs so that the whole garden surrounds it. Stepping stones rest around the flowers to allow wandering feet to walk up the hill-like garden of bountiful flowers and the sweetest of birds.
Last summer my sister, Mom, Grandma, and I would sit on the deck and eat ice cream together and have what Grandma calls, “talks of saving the world.” Everyone should meet my Grandma. She is the sweetest woman and a huge inspiration. Her home is the most relaxing place to go. She puts so much work into her gardening, pretty much every other day she is out there doing something when the weather is warm. But on Planting Day, when we all get in our sweatpants and sweatshirts to dig in the dirt and do a small project for Grandma, it seems to be the day I look forward to the most. Not to mention she serves us all fruit and ice cream and everything delicious when we all come.
I cannot write enough about Spring and especially this year as Grandma has just retired and now she really gets to enjoy the warm weather and I’m so happy for her. This Planting Day, with the family is going to be very exciting. I also, graduate college next month and get to move back home, closer to family and Grandma. I’m not sure if Grandma made up Planting Day, but it should definitely be a day every family celebrates together. Of course we all do gardening often with our family, but how often do we get the whole family together to plant at Grandma’s? It should be at least once every year. I suppose, I should mention Grandma has (counting on my fingers) 17 grandchildren. So our family gatherings get pretty big. Getting everyone together is essential, and makes for a day filled with happiness that continues to bloom every year.