Birthday Girl
Today is the birthday of my friend Nancy Pearl, who was my up-the-hill neighbor when I was a girl. We spent many hours together when we were children. Nancy was tall for her age. I was born in September of the same year, only four months difference in our age but I was small for my age and we looked as though we were several years apart in age.
We played house in each other's barns. We tramped through her parents' fields, picked wild flowers, and huckleberries, and just hiked some times. We would swing on my swing that hung from a limb of the oak tree beside our driveway and we would swing on her swing that hung from a rafter in their barn. It was quite a swing, with long, long ropes that let us swing high in the air. We liked to twist the ropes together and then sit very still while the ropes untwisted and we would spin around and around till the ropes were straight again. Just thinking of that makes me feel dizzy but it was such fun when we were girls. We also liked to "let the cat die down" before we would give the other person a turn. Where did that saying come from?
I wish I could celebrate with Nancy today. A piece of birthday cake would taste pretty good about now, but more than that, catching up with each other and sharing laughter together as we used to do would be the best thing right now.
I hope to hear that Nancy's birthday was very special. I will catch up with her age in four months.
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