First of all be assured that I have not subscribed to Twitter! I think I have just about enough technology in my life. The tweet refers to the sounds of the birds waking up spring!! When I let my animals out this morning (one out, one in, first one back in, second one back out......) I could hear them tweeting. It is a beautiful sunny morning and the birds are definitely singing more and more!! It is so nice to hear again after this long and snowy winter. It is Mother Nature's promise coming true again, and just in time since we are all going a little bit stir crazy by now.
I never had a bird for a pet but I do remember that my Pennsylvania cousins had a great bird who I believe could speak a word or two, and I know a pretty smart bird who makes Susans' family happy. The most loved bird I have ever met had to be Calm. Calm was a shared pet between my Grandmother, Great Aunt, and Aunts. Calm had the run of the house on Union St. and would perch on a finger or fly from room to room, up and down, all around the brownstone. Calm the Canary was named for his owners, Carole, Angela, Lois, Mary. Four amazing and extremely different women of the world.
Carole, the creative. She had a distinct and wonderful style. Free and open and artistic. The gift wrapping queen.
Angela, aka Grandma, the soul of the house, she organized and took care of things. All things. She was the financial genius of the family, although we did not find that out till much later.
Lois, smart and strong. Lois is a teacher and a nurse who will always make the time for us.
Mary the hard working and petite business women who traveled the world and lived upstairs and smoked way too much.
All together they must have had a blast living in that place. With a bird. And Grandpa. I wonder what he thought of that creature; if he tolerated Calm, if he liked him, if he talked to him. Somehow I just cant see it but, stranger things have happened. But Calm lived there and made people happy. I know my grandmother would talk to that bird in a sweet sing songy voice, with real affection. And I know how sad they were when the bird one day was gone. Our guess was he literally flew the coop.
You just cant leave the window open, even in the early spring, if you have a bird for a pet.
What family did I grow up in? I never even heard of this!! What about Joan? Or Joe? Maybe it was too hard to spell a name with two J's in it?
ReplyDeleteit is funny that you and Angela both said you never heard of this but to me it is a very distinct memory. Both of the J's were long gone as well as Dolores. Check with your mom, she must know much more than me about Calm. btw- I always laugh when I think it could have been named Clam!!
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