When I was a young single thing living la dolce vita in San Francisco, a guy I met for coffee asked, "What are your hobbies?"
"Interests. What do you like to do?"
Totally stumped, I was. I liked to read and write, but I didn't consider those activities as hobbies. They were simply a part of what I did. Without trying, in the last three years, I've embraced hobbies. Sewing, drawing, painting, gardening, and crafting are what have showed up at my door, thus far.
That guy at the cafe 40 years ago? I never saw him again.
SO, MOLLY DID
The other day I didn't feel like folding the pieces of fabric I laid out on the bed in L Studio. It wasn't going to bother me if Molly the Cat felt like lying on top of the fabric. I told her so, too, before I sat down to contemplate how much of the various materials I w…