As told by Maureen
Annie Colleen and Ginny Melinda are as different from each other as the rose is from the honeysuckle. They are also best friends. Annie Colleen lives near the top of the juniper tree where a crooked branch supports her rambling, gray-shingled house. She likes the wind, the ever changing pattern of the clouds and the sense of kinship that she feels for the evening stars. If you look up into the juniper in early evening you'll often see her there, silhouetted in the moonlight, as she sips a cup of tea.
The supper dishes, and perhaps the lunch ones, too, may still be soaking in the sink. And the book review, that is due by noon tomorrow for the literary club magazine, may be just a fragment of thought in her mind. But, as long as she can grab a few moments to sit on her favorite limb smelling the fragrance of hot tea and catching the first glimpse of the moon as it comes over the horizon, Annie Colleen can be at peace.
On the other hand, Ginny Melinda, ever the practical little soul, would never even think to venture outside her front door unless everything was picked up and put back and scrubbed as if ready for company - which it always is. This doesn't mean, however, that she leads the boring life of a household drudge. Oh, no. It is just that her mind focuses completely on the current task until that is done, and then she goes on to the next.
Yes, she sometimes misses the first glow of the new moon as it creeps above the pasture. But she has other priorities, and so much to do! Because she is a precise and ordered soul, the methodical skills required to be an expert at the needle arts come easily to her. And she combines this technical skill with an exquisite sense of color and texture. The result is that she creates fiber art pieces that seem to transport one into a world of dream and illusion. Ginny Melinda is at peace when she views her finished works, and she loves that they bring joy to the hearts of others as well.
So how can two such different Pips be the very best of friends? Ginny tells me that they respect each other - and that they listen. And Annie adds that neither one ridicules - or cuts down the dreams of the other. They both agree that because of that, they can share their secrets with an openness that allows each one to become more completely, and uniquely, herself. And that is a very rare and golden thing indeed.
1997, 2006 by Maureen Carlson