A year ago I created a small memorial garden featuring a cutting from Elliott's clematis. This clematis was dubbed Elliott's because it's always in explosive full bloom glory on his birthday (June 10) and over the years I shot at least 12 or 13 of his birthday portraits sitting in front of it. You can see the clematis behind him on the left in his 15th birthday portrait below. My boy. Isn't he handsome?! He's also impatient to be done with the dang photo session so he can scarf down the pumpkin muffins the candles are stuck into. I always bake them specially for the honeys' birthdays.
Elliott passed in 2007 and I don't live in that house anymore, so last spring Bryon (my ex-husband) took a cutting from the clematis, rooted it and gave it to me. It didn't blossom at all last summer and I wasn't sure it'd survive our insanely long winter with record-smashing snowfall. I was overjoyed when I saw fresh greenery shooting from its base a few weeks ago!
I think about (and miss) Elliott every day, this morning even moreso because it's the first day of his birthday month. (June is also Lucy's birthday month -- hers is the 11th.) Today I was outside mowing and doing other yard work when I noticed... a FLOWER ON THE CLEMATIS! The very first flower on Elliott's clematis bloomed in Spokane on the first day of his birthday month!
Hurray Elliott! Hurray Mother Nature! And a great big thanks to God for today's gift in letting me know that my boy is still with me. :) :) :)
P.S. Just realized it's no coincidence I fixed Copper River salmon for dinner tonight. One of Elliott's many nicknames was Fuzzy Bear due to his resemblance to a grizzly bear, and many jokes abounded as to his looking like an open-mouthed grizzly fishing for salmon on the Copper River.
I definitely believe coincidences are one way God tickles us and maybe even shows off a little bit.