Being active is a great love. To me, it seems like fun to be fixing things, like replacing the hold-down strap on the gutter downspout, adjusting the sliding screen door, or replacing the trim on the shed door. Painting is OK, and so is the sense of making a difference that results when the room, or the deck looks so much better. Plus, my wife does an excellent job of picking colors, so I don’t have to worry about the broken spokes on my own color wheel. And of course, you can’t make more of a difference than replacing a burned-out light bulb. Mowing the grass, yeah right, but who can deny the eye-candy of an expanse of bluegrass…through a clean window. So, do windows!
I no longer bicycle, but know it to
be a pleasant activity, and an earth-friendly way to go places in life. These days, safety in traffic is more of a
concern than it used to be, and the whole process requires more stamina than I
have to spare. Speaking of activity, a
good walk in the fresh air on a bright day is hard to beat. Even walking the dogs can be a good time if
there aren’t too many loose and unrestrained “He-would-never-bite-you’s”
around. And one wants to deal with only
a minimum of any of their alimentary achievements. So, activity is one great love.
On the other hand, us old dogs do
love to take a nap!
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