Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Realizing this chirping was very loud for the birds outside I followed the sound to the front door of the store. There, about five feet inside the door was a fledgling sparrow chirping for all he/she was worth. I don't speak Sparrow so I wasn't sure if he/she was asking about a particular toy or calling for mommy. I decided, considering the clientele of this shop, that it was better to find mommy before he/she got stepped on by some pre-teen boy. While I couldn't offer a lollipop and sit it on the counter while I called the police to pick up the lost child, and thinking quickly - very quickly - about my qualifications of becoming a sparrow's mommy, and whether I should pick it up and carry it to the large traffic island at the curb. These islands are beautifully planted with trees, perennials, shrubs so it would be a good refuge to someone just learning to fly.
I decided to "convince" junior to find his/her bird mommy. I told baby to go find mommy. I "shooed" it to the door. On the sidewalk I played Officer Mike (Make Way for Ducklings) and stopped the people traffic on the sidewalk (no easy task in a resort town full of resorters) to steer him/her to the island. Baby got the idea, I could hear mommy sparrow calling directions on how to get back onto the island. Baby flumped (fly/jumped) onto the island, mommy came down to talk sternly to him/her and baby sheltered in the flowsy bush planted nearby. I kept checking on him/her throughout the evening. All ended well.
This may seem inconsequential to most people, something not worthy of posting on a blog that's supposed to be about quilting, but when I was in the middle of a 10 hour shift in a toy store that caters to 9 year old boys, this was the highlight of my day.
Now I start quilting on Adelaide's. It's almost the same but different. Her sashing matches and her border is striped. I used her stripe on Ceci's binding. I'll use Ceci's polka dots on Adelaide's binding.