In the title I haven’t specified to whom I am apologizing. It’s manifestly obvious that it’s first of all to you, a reader of this blog at the time when I was actively contributing. I’m also apologizing to anyone who has been here before and returned to find no entries for months at at time. Finally, I apologize to myself for the letdown. I meant to be constant in the record of these retirement years. I became sidetracked by other things.
I didn’t know I would develop so many other interests. I love writing, and that’s how I filled long periods of time. I also paint like mad, particularly within the past three years. These have been commissioned paintings mostly. Commitments come first, so blog entries were shelved. And besides, I was ambitions and foolish enough to begin other blogs for difference purposes. It’s note easy to keep all the balls in the air, so I am not a proficient juggler.
I have mentioned elsewhere that i am living my 80th year presently, and will complete it on my birthday on September 13, 2022. I have a bucket list of want-to-do’s that I must admit now is unattainable. I have three books (minimum) that I want to self-publish before that date. What am I thinking? I have so many painting ideas I would like to try. I have a wife and a sports car and both of those are incessantly beckoning me outdoors for long day trips on back roads with stops at coffee shops and wineries & pubs along the way.
So the best I can offer by way of apology to you and to myself, is that I will try to remember to post occasional features of interest. Oh ya, I could have put many more things here, appropriate for this memoirs format that I wound up placing on Facebook. I have to change that.