Three

I’ve had some unique conversations lately. One was with a young woman with lavender-colored hair. I could have chosen not to start a conversation because of her “odd hair color”, or I could have complimented her on her hair and see if a conversation developed. I chose option two. A very pleasant conversation ensued, one of the subjects being that she too, even if younger then me by more then a few decades (!), complained about the winds this year and how they hurt her face. I walked away from that conversation feeling better. So, it’s just not an “age” issue going on with me. All right!

Then, while having dinner that same evening, Hubby asked me how my workout went that day. I excitedly began my tale by relaying how some men looked at me due to how much weight I used on one of the lats machines. As I attempted to explain why, Hubby interrupted me and told me he did not want to hear about men checking me out. Wait a minute! That’s not what I was trying to say. I wanted to say how they took a double take and admired how much weight I was using. Why? Some men I’ve witnessed use the same amount of weight on this machine. It’s obvious I’m not a youngin’ and gosh darn it I’m not going to shy away from admiration when well deserved.

Allow me to clarify. The admiration I am speaking of regards fellow workout people who understand what it takes to be able to work with the weight I was using. It’s a gym thing. If you don’t go to a gym, you won’t understand this principal.

Yesterday, with a black silk scarf with multi-colored roses wrapped around my face to protect it from high winds, I came to a place in my walk where a man was coming towards me. When I was within talking distance of this man, I pointed behind me and told him about the flock of Robins I just saw. He couldn’t understand me. I thought it was because of the scarf on my face. But, in transferring both of his dog leashes to his right hand, he then took an ear plug out of his left ear. That was when I realized he couldn’t hear me due to ear plugs protecting his ears from the wind. Helplessly I began to laugh, my laugh got this man laughing, and his dogs as a result began to wrestle and play with each other. All of us in that little circle knew complete happiness for a few moments. What a delight!

The image that I showed you today I edited in both Photoshop and Topaz Studio. May your Sunday be gentle, restful, and happy today.

 

Photography/ “Three ” /Feb.2020©AmyRose Photography
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