I'm tired from just thinking about how much work your garden entails. We spent one spring three years ago loading up our property with some landscaping. (WHen I say we I mean her loveliness Diane and me with and occasional shovel to dig here or there.)
Our favorite seasonal thing is the tulips we took from my grandmother after she passed at 100 years old. When her home was sold it was with the contingency that we could dig up all of her bulbs and plant them here.
They don't last long. THe deer love 'em if given a chance but they remind me of the toughest women I ever met. At least before I married the lovely Diane and then our Jamie was born.
thanks for the word on your garden.
Absolutely agree with the fact that it is more to your AS than a post about this ache or that pain. My golf is the same to me. We have so few outlets to escape to and find joy in, sharing them is as or more important than sharing news of our next doctor appointment.
With all due respect to my hip surgeon who is one heck of a guy. He is nothing when compared to a shot at a ten foot birdie putt or one of your rose bushes.
stevec-they also serve who stand and wait
