The tragedy of life is not that it ends too soon but that we wait so long to begin it.

For those of us born in the forties, and looking retirement in the eyes, but wanting just one more career before we hit the nursing home.  Being 60 these days is still very young, so much knowledge, so many things we still want to try, but also content at being 60.  Most days when I return home from work, the body is saying have a nap, but the mind says, go to your studio, make the most of every moment.  Choice becomes 15 minutes meditation then into the studio.  Just entering my pigpen, smelling paints, cloth fabrics drying on the tables, half finished pieces, almost orgasmic.  Hope hubby is going to cook tea.