Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Father Knows Best

  I have taken the notion that physical therapy should be done outdoors when the weather permits.  Not only are you exercising those muscles but you are breathing fresh air and have the added bonus of watching the wildlife.  That said, I take my little weights out to the garden to indulge in the act of healing.  This is perhaps as "holistic" healing as it gets.  The body, mind, spirit and emotions can become in perfect balance within the confines of the Small Gardens.  I am a firm believer that it takes all of these to come together before true healing can be obtained.  Besides, I would much rather be outside even if it involves therapy.

  This morning before beginning the routine, I put out a bit of bird seed for my fine feathered friends.  It only took a few moments before a beautiful male cardinal alighted on the garden bench holding seed.  Ahh, my sweet friend has come to visit!  Then, another cardinal came to eat.  My first thought was that this was the male's ladylove but, on closer inspection, I realized that this was a juvenile bird.  Daddy Cardinal was teaching his offspring where to find food.  The brightly colored male did not feed the youngster but made a big fuss over picking seeds from the plank.  The youngster sat cheeping and fluttering its wings but to no avail.  Father knew best.  Let the youngster learn to eat by itself.  Finally. the little one gave up hope of being fed and started eating on its own.


  Seeing this interaction brought smiles.  Not only was the father bird teaching his offspring where to find food but he felt safe enough to bring his little one to the feeder.  From my vantage point of 6 feet away, I was delighted to view the birds and felt honored that I was trusted.  This, my friends, added to that emotional care...now if only the physical therapy was that easy.

  As a little note here, juvenile cardinals greatly resemble the females and it is somewhat difficult to distinguish which is which.  The easiest method is to check the bill.  A female has the bright red "cardinal" bill whereas a juvenile has a grayish or almost black bill.   

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Remembering Dad

Happy Father's Day! How I wish I could tell him that and give him a hug. It has been such a long time. I miss him..he died in 1992.
I do believe that he was more of Dad than a Father..that name just did not fit. I never remember calling him "Father" only Daddy and later, Dad. When grandkids were added to the family, he became Pop or Papa but still not Father and definitely not Grandfather. Father has the connotations of stiffness..of formality..neither of which describes Darius. I miss going fishing with him and I miss walking in the garden with him. I miss sitting on the front porch listening for the owls and eating watermelon in the fields. I miss seeing his old Jeep pickup truck rattle down the road. I miss being "Daddy's little girl". Oh, how I miss him. Happy Father's Day, Dad! I love you!
~The greatest gift I ever had

Came from God; I call him Dad!
~Author Unknown~