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Painting, which I haven't done in a month because I haven't felt it. Attending live music events. Gardening, but it's hanged since my back surgery, no more major digging or hauling heavy sacks of materials, basically I just weed around the flowers I have, enjoying what I made before my body turned traitor. Hiking, again, greatly curtailed. I have to enjoy the beauty of the picnic grounds, walk the short tour to the historic logging mill or whatever and wait for my son to come back with photos from the summit because it hurts too much to walk all those miles and scramble up those rocks. And I live right next to the Appalachian trail, near some of the greatest scenic state parks and recreational areas in Virginia.