Do You See What I See?

When I look out my window........

There's a really large camellia.  Scattered around the yard are several more large camellia bushes that came from this bush.  But that is not what I'm really seeing when I look out that window....

This is what I'm seeing.  I remember that day so well for some reason.  It was somewhere around Valentine's Day in 1976.  Amy was around two years old.  We were commemorating this "romantic" holiday by planting a camellia that would always be there.  (We were more optimist back then about our green thumbs.)  Amy was right in the middle of things, covering herself up with leaves and helping us plant the new flower.  I remember the little pink plaid pants and pink shirt she was wearing.  Bubba is always surprised that I can remember what someone was wearing 36 years ago, but sometimes I can because it seems like it was just yesterday.  I remember the spring like weather on that day in February.  I don't know why this day is so vivid in my memory, but it is.  That little girl is all grown up with a little girl of her own now and that bush continues to grow outside my window reminding me of that day so long ago.