When I was a little girl (heck, even when I was a big girl), I loved to dance around the living room but was always too self-conscious to dance in public.
Then, about ten years ago, I signed up to take tap lessons at a local arts center. I found out that the teacher was also the choreographer for a dance team called the Calendar Girls made up of “senior” women, all over the age of 50. They raised money to provide service dogs for veterans through a program called Paws for Patriots. It happens my husband is a veteran and visually impaired. Was this a sign?
He and I went to a fund raising event where the Calendar Girls were performing so I could check them out. I was impressed, but I didn’t see them doing anything I didn’t think I could do. I screwed up my courage and went to one of their rehearsals. After a couple weeks of learning dances, they accepted me into the group.
I performed with them for more than two years until life intervened, but I will always treasure the memories I made.
As a result of this experience, I wrote a short story, Girls of the Month. As you can see by my headshot above and the cover of the book, dressing in outrageous costumes was a big part of the experience.
Best of all, I got to cross an item off my bucket list. If you have a dream you have hidden all your life, take the plunge. “It is never too late to be who you might have been.”
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If you’ve read the first book in my Calusa Town Tales, The Lady Is a Mayor, you know it features orchids. I admire them but have not had any luck with them. I have only had an orchid myself once, but I just had to try to repot it and killed it. The lady who lives up the street from me has some beautiful orchids nestled in her avocado tree. She would be wise to keep watch.
I have a confession to make. You see, out front of my home, I am coaxing along a few plants I rooted from purloined cuttings. I snapped a stem of Mexican petunia from the landscaping around Carrabba’s Restaurant (don’t judge.) I also have a plant with a small yellow flower whose name I don’t know that I broke off a neighbor’s plant. On my windowsill, I am trying to get roots on a plant with a bigger yellow flower that I got caught breaking off from a different neighbor’s yard. I have been eyeing those showy flowers since Christmas and finally gave in to temptation. Fortunately, he was not angry.
Dotted here and there around my home are pineapple plants that I started from the tops of store-bought fruit. Every once in a while, I get a pineapple and believe me they are the sweetest, most delicious pineapples I have ever tasted.
I also have a garden in my backyard with plants I actually paid for. In it are mint, oregano rosemary, and thyme. I really like cooking with fresh herbs, and my husband likes a sprig of mint in his morning tea. In addition to the herbs, I have a jalapeno plant that keeps going strong and a cherry tomato plant. The other day, I noticed a new “volunteer” plant that looks like a tomato. Apparently, a seed from last year took off.
I also have a key lime tree that has been out back for a number of years and a Meyer lemon tree planted last year that has yet to produce fruit. Oh, and a huge coconut palm out front.
Are you a gardener? I’d love to hear about the plants in your yard-whether stolen or paid for.