Jeans and Q's

Okay

I know I have been absent

and tho I knew there would be a

time I would take this untimely

needed break.

I did not expect

it to last so long...

to the point I have had even

chest gripping anxiety over

even a short visit to my own blog.

Was it because I just turned fifty

and I seemed at a loss to

relate my own ideas about it?

Which have changed as

the month quickly

become Oct.

Or was it simply

the things in which I could

relay here...

were just too big for this arena,

not ready for my tendency towards too

much truth telling?

Probably!

But I have missed the fun

and creativity of it

and plan to return with

the new adventures

of being an artist in the desert

and an swimming challenged

athlete on the water.

Meanwhile, let me comment

on one scarey thing...

that moment when

you try on your jeans

for the first time because

it is actually cool enough to do so

and your not sure they will fit after

a summer of indulging

and wearing nothing but

sarongs and paddle shorts,

with my upcoming trip to

Albuquerque for the Balloon Festival

and their cooler temps...

I will need to

I will know soon enough...

(And that is another thing

that is scarey...

trying to spell Albuquerque

without looking it up,

so many vowels and Q's)

Geez!!!