"You Can't Repeat the Past", says Nick in "The Great Gatsby" - you maybe remember the scene on the big lawn when Jay Gatsby passionately replies, "Of course you can." I have to think of that when I read parts of my blog again. Do I want to repeat the past? I have become a middle-aged almost invisible woman for God's sake - I can enter a room without people noticing me - or at least many of them. Do I want them to turn their heads for me again? There are more questions than answers when I walk through my paradidse all in the nude and look towards the white range of mountains and beyond.