I've met wonderful men through the internet sites, just not the right guy for me.
I spent a month this summer driving a stick shift around Europe, enjoying the freedom to explore what caught my interest. It's been a while since I've allowed myself so much head space. For the last two years, I've been creating projects in a new house I built at a beach town in Delaware. I loved designing and building a curvy raised patio, a pergola, a fire pit and now, an urban farming experiment with a gutter garden full of wild flowers and pansies.
I joined the local astronomy club, a wine tasting club, and took ballroom dancing lessons. Bike riding is as much of an adventure as learning how to play sports on my kinect xbox. I'm not a physicist, a sommelier, or competent in any ballroom dance; but, I am having great fun meeting new people and trying whatever suits my interests.
I've lived several lives within my one. A life of international athletics, a life of hitching from England to Sydney, a life of world travel, the love of raising a family to help those less fortunate, and the life of one who cares enough to forever change the face of extreme poverty.
Next, a life full of new experiences like traveling to see the aurora borealis, spending months in spots I've always wanted to linger, and perhaps, sharing my life with a man who knows how to value an intelligent, independent, passionate woman.
Please, only men who post their picture.