She was probably about 9 when she first took her sisters to the corner of Hiway 5 and Baker Street. She set up the table and so artistically made the sign..
I know she is hoping people will see the three of them sitting there in front of "This Old House, Garden and Gifts"... she is hoping they will really want that lemonade that her and her sisters have made.
It is orange, the color of the pitcher they will make it in.
The three of them in the kitchen on Baker Street, mixing it up with just the right amount of sugar and love, adding ice cubes when they are done with the wooden spoon. It is pink, the color of little girls.
The three of them walking the short distance to the corner, Emily in the front, adding just the right amount of leadership to the mix as the neighbors join in.
It is red, the color of love.
The five of them setting up shop in front of this old house, Emily still leading the group and the rest of them watching her so closely - learning the tricks of the trade, learning how to be a leader, to mix, to bring people together.
It is purple, the color of friendship.
And now, many years later - my memories continue to blend together and yet there are so many vivid reminders of the days gone by. And I see my little girls, little girl making her way in the world...
It is green, the color of my mind.
Coloring...
Mixing lemonade...
Building friendships...
She is the color of the rainbow
She is my precious girl.
Wouldn't it be nice if we had the pictures from years gone by of all of our kid's and their adventures? But we do have the memories and luckily at this point in our life the means to put the words in writing where everyone can share and remember with us.
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