No Place to Hide

It’s a stormy, Autumn day.  The wind is coming in the from the West, whipping sheets of rain past my window.  Unusually, I can’t see the Minquiers, a group of islands and rocks about 15 km south of Jersey, where I live.  I can barely make out the sea for the low cloud.  There are loads of whitecaps.  The BBC weather report talks about big seas and dangerous tides in the English Channel.  The waves are pummeling our beaches.  My cats are tucked up on their favorite chairs.  There is no desire to play outside today.

 

Stormy weather.  On a grander perspective I am curious as to when the storms of 2020 will end for us all?  The world is indeed on a steep trajectory of changes this year.

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Well Butter My Butt & Call Me a Biscuit!

Aging is an interesting thing.  In 2020, I deeply appreciate my years of experience.

 

I’ve enjoyed the freedom to do what I have pleased for most of my working life.  A great deal of doing what gave me pleasure when I was in my teen’s and twenties, was going to parties, dances, concerts and night clubs.  I enjoyed many a classroom where I was eager to learn and socialize with others.

 

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Pandemic or Media Hype?

Probably a little bit of both!

At the restaurant last night, they wouldn’t allow us to hold a menu. We had to read it taped to the window, but they were fine with handing us a wine list and serving us directly without gloves.

Speculation that is whirling in the psyches of the population causing a frenzy of anxiety is because of extreme media coverage in my mind.

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IS THERE AN ELEPHANT IN YOUR LIVING ROOM?

I recently heard an interview with Jane Fonda on YouTube.  When she turned 60, she referred to this time of life as her 3rd Act.  Her words resonated with me.  During the end of my 2nd act, menopause brought a lot of change.  I’ve been recreating myself by answering some big questions.  When my 3rd Act started last Autumn, I felt prepared to venture into unchartered territory.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

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SCRUB YOUR SPACE

Time flies; it’s been a couple of months since I’ve blogged.   We did a lot of traveling last Autumn to celebrate my 60th and it took me a while to regain my balance after our last trip.  I came home exhausted. Unfortunately, I spent much of our trip bathrooming due to a nasty fish dish from the Arabian Sea outside of Mumbai. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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10 Marriages!

The statue of David at the Academia in Firenze is the nearest thing to perfection that I have ever seen.  The fresh pasta dish of Amalfi cooked al dente in olive oil, garlic, sundried tomatoes and warmed through fresh tomatoes did such an exquisite dance on my taste buds that talking became an intrusion.  Roma, where every time you turn a corner, there is an architectural delight to behold.  The world-famous fashionistas of Milan who have engrained accessorizing in the culture so much so that wearing a t-shirt and jeans, one becomes a fashion plate. Listening to the operatic pop of Il Divo while sipping on a glass of Vino Noble di Montepulciano, the nectar of Tuscany, is bewitching to the senses.  I’m on my way to Italy.  I love, love, love this country.  Even the language is mesmerizing as words roll off the tongue in a poetic waterfall of romance.  My favorite Italian phrase is ‘Buona Serra’ because it’s music to my ears.

 

 

 

 

 

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