One grandfather was a carpenter, the other was a bridge-builder. I don’t know what their interests were early in life, except my mom’s dad taught me copper tooling and that was the only time I ever got an A in art class. Most kids were doing a daisy or something simple and I did a jaguar in a forest. Then in fifteen minutes I did a daisy for extra credit (had to make up for soap carving).
Interests change and are certainly moulded by parents. I started violin at age six, along with ballet and piano a year later. Those were not my choices but I kept with them for several years.
At age 12, “Santa” bought me a cheap guitar and I taught myself a few chords and we even performed. Amazing. Day is Done, and Teach Your Children. That didn’t last either. But at age 50, I’m back! Real guitar this time. I’d love to be able to play well enough for family and friends to sing along.
Cooking started early and has lasted for more than 40 years. It is such an honor to be able to cook for friends and loved ones and share with you my recollections and recipes. At times I’ve tried knitting and needlepoint, even took a class in basket weaving that made me a basket-case in one afternoon!
Birdwatching is contagious here staying on a nature preserve. If I keep my mind open there may be opportunities to expand the interests and talents I have with new ones. I’ve always believed that one should learn something new every day. Hoping we’ll learn something today. Cheers, Dee.
