Flying Out of the Blue

Today, on my birthday, I have decided to claim the coming year to be a Mustang year. I am naming this year of my life for the famous P-51 . . . yes, perhaps some of you can guess at my age now, but it is something I've never hidden. In fact, I claim that every decade has been better than the last and each year I get better. This is not a personal boast; it is something I think we can all celebrate for ourselves - the beauty and wisdom and grace and humor that comes with age.

So, this year shall be the Mustang year, for "Powerful" 51. A great age to be.