Spring means birthdays for my two sisters. L has an April birthday. When I was a little girl I was enthralled and envious of her birthstone. Diamond! Like so many little girls, I dreamed of Wedding and all that goes with it. I remember a long family car trip to Montana. I sat in the 'way back' sketching out wedding dresses and bridesmaid dresses on little scraps of paper that my father brought home from shop. And my sister's birthstone was tangled up in my wedding reverie. L did not have a birthstone ring, but it was enough for me that her birthstone is diamond. Lucky duck.My other sister, C, has a May birthday. Oh, yes, I had a reason to be envious of her birth month as well: her flower is lily of the valley. Muguet des bois. The most beautiful of all the spring floral scents. And the perfume! Oh how we loved that perfume. The scent of lily of the valley and the greening of spring and my sister with the blonde hair that I ironed for her . . . .
Sweet memories of a shared childhood. Flowers and car trips and daydreams . . . . and my little envious wishes for me have turned into many many joyful wishes for you, L, and for you, C.
Happy birthday sisters.
