I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
A washing machine is an accurate descriptive for how your body is pummeled with each wave as you're drawn down and then pushed up again. I've been a dozen times and if my shoulder wasn't like it is I would gladly go again. I'm like you very familiar with canoes and kayaks although my preference is a kayak on lakes. I used to take mine out with a small cooler bag with lunch inside and water. My other bag was a dry bag, it held my camera in addition to whatever book I was reading. If my brain was functioning I had sunscreen, depended on my coffee intake for sure. We must have been fish at one point in our life.
I agree with you about the aurora borealis, I don't dare blink. They're just so glorious in color and the way the air feels as you stand there awe struck. I'm equally glad these calories don't count, I feel like I've eaten enough for two people maybe three.
I've wondered the same thing when I read about all the discoveries documented and brought back by ship. Paper that didn't crumble or mold from all the temperature variances.
I'm not as comfortable storing things in the cloud myself, I have external hard drives that I transfer data too and then disconnect from my computer so it is hack proof. Not that I really have data anyone would want but it is personal to me.
But then I think about the close living quarters on a ship how did anyone have room for storage to bring back? Darwin was indeed lucky on the HMS Beagle.
*LeafR* Is there a song, poem, or story that reminds you of fall or takes you to autumn in your imagination? I suppose when I think of this time of year, I remember a classic cartoon/animated feature that first aired way back in 1966. Yes, Virginia, there was an autumn that particular year, and yes, people celebrated Halloween back then, too. I'm referring to Charles M. Schulz' creation, 'It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown'. In this piece, the Peanuts gang are puzzled by Linus and his insistence that an entity he's dubbed The Great Pumpkin will visit him on Halloween. This closely parallels the customs and beliefs of Christmas. Good boys and girls will be rewarded with gifts carried to them in The Great Pumpkin's sack. Linus even goes so far as to write a letter to this gourd o' good. He concedes that this pumpkin may be #2, but he believes it's because Santa gets all the publicity. Linus mentions singing pumpkin carols. He weathers the disbelief of his sister and their friends, somewhat like the naysayers who negate Christmas by claiming it's fake. Linus demonstrates his strong belief by refusing to trick-or-treat. Instead of collecting candy, he waits all night in a pumpkin patch. He refers to his devotion as sincerity. The Great Pumpkin respects sincerity. Alas, loyal Linus falls asleep outside never seeing his Great Pumpkin. This does not diminish his faith. I've always liked Schulz' portrayal of children. They blindly believe. They tease each other, yet support one another. They just continue to act as children. They accept their differences and oddities. At the end of the day, Linus' big sister Lucy still gets out of her bed to go rescue her blockhead brother shivering in the pumpkin patch. She clearly expresses her disapproval, but he's her brother, and all she can do is take care of the practical matters. Some people are born dreamers.
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