Wednesday, January 25, 2012

She Flies Through the Air

She flies through the air with the greatest of ease
She lives back the lane and hangs by her knees......

Okay, I took liberty with the words, but you get the point. We had a trapeze. It hung in the old mulberry tree. I have seen many pictures of my sisters and I with the bar hanging in the tree but recently came across one I had not seen before. And....I remember the day it was taken. The picture belonged to my Aunt Bessie.

I have wondered why we had a trapeze. I remember going to the circus with my parents. A circus in a tent. I wonder if the Loxley girls were so enthralled with the act high above the sawdust that they wanted one of their own. A trapeze. I don't know of any other family with a trapeze. I'm not even sure if it was a trapeze or an old pipe!

Seems to me that we did a lot of swinging on the farm. The porch swing, the swing in the barn, the one-seater that also hung from a mulberry limb seemed to be fairly good evidence of the flying Loxley's.

None of us ever went on to join the circus. I came close once. However, I do think that should perhaps an old porch swing or maybe even a swing on a playground be within reach of a Loxley girl, she might swing once more for old times sake.

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