What a delightful thought, that our lives are rather like that of a grape. Our tended youth, fizzing twenties, settling mid years leading to later years where we develop to this stage of ripe fullness: a time when we reflect back on life, review it, relish it and extract from it all the best of what we have experienced.
‘You are old Grandma Williams,’ the young one said,
‘But your hair has not yet gone white
and yet you repeatedly stay in your bed.
Do you think at your age that is right