…or at least a beautiful French Brandy…1956 was the year… Armagnac…fuller and more complex than the Cognac…definately me…expensive and better every day……born January 26, 1956

“Baron de Sigognac 1956 Vintage Armagnac has a beautiful amber colour with gold highlights. There is a delicate nose with an impressive wealth of aromas, where the light scents of pink grapefruit and apricot meet the clear aromas of dried fruits and cinnamon. A true olfactory pleasure. Mouth is as wonderful as nose, and delicately develops a marriage of crystallized citrus fruits and roasted coffee aromas, before merging in a beautiful and long finish of vanilla rancio.“

https://www.vintagewineandport.co.uk/vintage-wine/1956-wine/

Yes…definately me 🙂 turning full bodied..hopefully not sour and vinegary…although I do probably give Mr. P a headache now and then…

…Yesterday was my 65th birthday…always a great deal of contemplation during the month of my birthday…never believed in New Year’s resolutions…probably because like most people…they never lasted longer than a few weeks…

So at the beginning of the year…until my birthday I take the time to reassess the past year…what progress of my life goals I made and what might need to be changed…who do I need to be to accomplish the desires I still carry …where do I want to be in 5 or 10 years…and the years after that…

But 65…whoa!!!! I CAN’T be…Refuse to be…I really don’t want to be 65…ok, I am 🙁

Today, I recieved an email from My Notes to the Universe©www.tut.com asking…”Does the fact that each earthly life is so incredibly brief add to or detract from its sublime magnificence?” …great question

My personal response would be…that each day…each year…each decade that we experience upon this blue marble in the vastness of time and space bursts with new and unfamiliar experiences to live…ends and beginnings…there is such breath-taking magic in appreciating every new breath…the beauty is in the “now”…the joy is in the appreciation and embracing of the present…

Aging is an inevitable metamorphosis…yet it isn’t the end of a beautiful life…but a beautiful thing itself…

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”

― Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

Think I’m going to splash in the puddles now… with a young heart… “for Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. And dreams are forever.” -Walt Disney