Birthdays are magical days and today I wish Philip a Happy Birthday. We stayed out late last night out in the yard on the sleeping bag watching for shooting stars. It was even cool enough for me to wrap the sleeping bag around me. The sky was crystal clear as we watched the Big Dipper take a bow for the evening and Cassiopeia rise to glory.
There is something so enchanting about just watching the stars late at night. It is humbling and magnificent all at the same time. We shared stories of birthdays come and gone. I love telling about my children's birthdays on the farm and watching the stars there as well for the summer birthdays of Adam and Aaron. We would all fall asleep out on the blankets as the shooting stars canopied our dreams.
Abe's birthday comes in the heart of winter for skating and sledding and playing cards into the wee hours of the morning.
So, happy birthday, Philip, may all your wishes come true.