Nothing, Nada…nope.

 
I even asked my family, and at first, they thought I was asking for a character in a novel.    At my age, I should know this.  I possess no natural, as in born with, talent.  Hidden or otherwise.

Dance?  No, and when I try, its not pretty.

Sing?  Used to.  But smoked and ruined my voice.  Now I sound like Bonnie Raitt and off key.  And musical instruments shudder and refuse to cooperate in my hands.  Some just run.

My son just reminded me that I can build a fire, without lighter fluid and it ignites every time.  With some people, that might be kinda scary.

I can make jewelry, a skill, not a talent and learned from a book.  Add candles, paint ceramics and you get the idea. 

Oh-oh!  I can faux finish walls... wait, learned that from a book too.  I garden, and can grow flowers, food, herbs, know plant names and requirements for outside … all learned from a book.  Inside plants?  Not so fortunate.

My memory stinks except when it comes to history I've researched for novels, or my interest of the year, archaeology.  

So   ... I guess that means any talent I have was learned from a book.  

Ya know, I'm good with that.

Happy Independence Day!!

AMY