No Spring Chicken

 Eight years ago, when I was selling my art at Art in the Park
a woman asked me to create an illustration
for her daughter, who was raising chickens.
                                                              

I thought of it recently as I was 

writing a letter in French, and I wanted to say, 

 "I'm no Spring Chicken, you know!"

Google translates that as 

"Je ne suis pas un poulet de printemps,"

which is literal, & I knew that that was probably wrong. 

So using websites, I came up with 2 other, 

probably more accurate translations of what I meant to say.

But that's another story...

I'm not as young as I used to be. 

But I am lucky to still be able to: 

Express myself 

To dance Zumba • to wear fun clothes, 

To work/play at my art • to learn new things,

To eat well • to cultivate healthy habits,

To have old friends and to make new ones.

And on occasion, to be able to share my experience

and to help some one who IS a Spring Chicken.

I'm no spring chicken, but I am very grateful.