I think I’m grateful for hobbies. Why do I just THINK I am? Because I’m not really sure I have a true hobby. I’m a dabbler. I have Ancestry.com on my computer and, on occasion, I visit my family tree and poke around, adding a few people here and there.
I travel, but I’m not sure that’s a hobby. I don’t get to do it as often as I’d like. I’m a diehard, wanderlust suffering, maniac for travel. I tell people that’s my hobby when they ask, but … is it really a hobby?
I’ve collected things as I’ve traveled through life, but again, nothing that rises to the level of hobby. So, I keep trying to find something. Right now I’m taking a class in glass arts.
This three day course focuses mostly on glass fusing, but our community glass club offers more classes on things like mosaics, stained glass and more. I’m looking forward to trying my hand at a few things.
If the past is any indication, I’ll end up making several pieces I have in mind. I might make a few things as gifts. Then, after a year or two I’ll move on to something else.
In the meantime, I’ve learned how to cut, shape and create with glass. The fun reminds me of a two-hour class I took in Seattle where I “learned” to shape molten glass and even created a flower.
Hobbies are personal. Be grateful for having that special thing in your life that brings your joy and focus.
There’s a whole world out there just waiting to be explored. Take your hobby with you or create new ones on your adventures.
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