Shot 52: Old

Old seems like a turn off when mentioned. For some reason, we are fixed with the image of a snow haired woman, not a day past 112, barely peering over her steering wheel, as we putt-putt behind her going 45 on the highway. Irritating? Of course. But if we stop and think a moment... I wonder what things she's seen and been through in her life time. So what do we enjoy that is old? Books, wine, music, trees, and the list goes ever on. After all, the last whispered wish of age is to live it all again.