Was I the only woman in the world who, at my age - and after a lifetime of quite rampant independence - still did not quite feel grown up?
We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.
Sometimes [the expression] old age has a kind of harrowing beauty. But elderly - ugh!
There was a wonderful atmosphere of gentle age, a smell of flowers and beeswax, sweet yet faintly sour and musty; a smell that makes you feel very tender towards the past.
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