| 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:
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.