Positive expressions of youth and age

            Kate, our intrepid, devoted, high-intensity sheprador, is 14 years old today. According to a weight/age chart online, that makes her the equivalent of about 88. And yet – look at her go! Jonathan and I have long anticipated Kate’s end of days, given her lameness and downswings of energy. She’s constantly reminding us, however, that it’s better to carry on living without fretting over the future (a dog specialty).
            Another lighthearted influence has J and me bopping around the kitchen today. Our niece, a freshman at Colby, came for her break between January term and spring semester. She introduced us to Vampire Weekend, an alternative rock band providing the sound track to our morning, the kind of music that elicits spontaneous movement and smiling. She’s a quietly self-assured young woman who plays her cards pretty close to the chest, very polite, understated, with an occasional shot off the bows of wry humor. I like the fact that some of her favorite music is lively, bouncy, and whimsical. I like to think music expresses for us our inexpressible interiors.
 
My 60th year in 60,000 words
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