Saturday, March 31, 2012

Am I Too Late?

Is a person too late to do things when they reach 60, or 70, or beyond? That question has no doubt haunted many of us that have reached retirement age. I recently read about a fellow who parachuted on his 80th birthday, a 92 year old that went bunchie cord diving, and then about a 18 month old that is learning to ski.

Age is apparently no measure of what a person can do, or when he/she might accomplish it.

All of my working life was spent working with a bit of golf and fishing thrown in for good measure. It wasn't until I retired and ventured out of my comfort zone that I discovered reading, writing, and the fellowship of those that enjoyed those things.

I wish I had discovered writing a lot sooner. Have you tried it yet? I wrote a couple of newspaper articles when I was upset about something, but that was just a way to vent. A couple of the companies I worked for let me write training manuals for them, but I really don't know if they ever used them. Monthly news letters to employers were fun, required some research, and went to folks who probably trash-canned them as quickly as they arrived.

Writing books is a great releaser. You can write about people (without using their names or other specifics) and tell the truth, or make things up based on the way you viewed them. You can write about places you have visited and skewer the story any way you think it should have been, in a kind and descriptive manner of course. I personally like to become one of the characters I am writing about, and let the story build from there.

Right now I just am enjoying the real Ault's Place. The early spring, the beautiful flowers in full bloom already, the flowering trees (even with the allergies they cause), and the temperature that I wish could remain all year long.

The paths we created for the deer are being used during the day by our little Schnoodle, Jake, who investigates everything and generally comes back to the house covered with matter of all types from the leaves, the ground,the thorn bushes, or the weeds and other "whatever" is growing in the woods.(that includes fleas, ants, ticks, or worse)

I hope that your visits to Ault's Place are not boring, disillusioning, disgusting or regretful, but rather informative, interesting, and pleasant.

If you have some thoughts about things you would like to read about, write a comment. I will read it and see what can be done.....

Bye for now.