I just NEEEED to walk barefoot through the dirt in a soft yellow dress, wandering my big backyard garden while I leave the dough to rise in my warm kitchen. There are hummingbirds coming and going from the feeder, and small white butterflies fluttering from the flower patch. I pick tomatoes ready to make for dinner. I close my eyes when the Sun touches my bare shoulders. Everything out here is alive.
Instead of making fun of people who do things at an older age that are normally done younger ( like getting their diploma or GED, learning to drive, even learning to read ) how about you: