The Birthday Kite
For my birthday, D drew me a card with a picture of a big, shady tree. He also included a Birthday Equation, giving a full analysis of the large sums of fun we would have when we made a kite together.
Two birthdays (his, mine again), one-and-a-half yards of silk, a dozen bamboo sticks, and one picnic later, Birthday Kite I gave flight some brave attempts. Mary Poppins made it seem so easy: With tuppence for paper and strings / You can have your own set of wings. Something tells me this is not the whole story.
But until we figure out her secret, I suppose D and I will just have to keep building kites and having birthdays and packing pre-launch picnics at the beach, doing our best to keep the sand away from the fried chicken and chocolate cake.