It’s only been in the last few years that I’ve noticed them. They lurk in the shadows, waiting for their opportune moment, usually on an important evening, and then they show themselves and never leave. They burrow themselves into my face, digging in with an enviable persistence and determination. Yes, I’m talking about crows’ feet and wrinkles. Growing up at the beach meant that I was pretty carefree about the sun (and everything else). I was tanned, toned, young, and beautiful, and wrinkles were something old people had, not me. Now that I’m older and in the Northwest, my skin … Continue reading →