My husband asked me this morning
on our daily walk
When I was going to begin my hobbies.
You know, every retired person has hobbies.
His is wood. Woodworking magazines, pieces of wood,
wood grain, wood tools...just wood.
I thought mine was quilting
I like the feel of fabric
The whirl of the sewing machine
Then it came to me today
As I was chatting from a student from last year
My hobby is museums
I love them
Art museums are the best
I could sit with a piece of art for hours
Getting lost in the colors and shapes and shapelessness of it all.
I am afraid that I will not be happy until I have the opportunity
To just sit and gaze for long periods of time
Maybe it was because
My Grandfather collected wonderful art
and the collection always gave a sense of serenity.
I don't know
But it is my official hobby now!
The question is- how to satisfy that hobby