Gardening is such a joy - I have loved it for years and still do. When we first moved to the Kansas City area, I had a little old neighbor two houses up from me who had lots and lots of flowers in her yard. Her husband had been a gardener, too. Her name was Cora Abbot and I always called her Mrs. Abbot. Such a sweet little woman - she had a little tractor seat on legs and would sit on that while she worked with her flowers. I never knew her age for sure, but I feel I must be "Mrs. Abbot" now. And I don't feel like that is a bad thing at all! As they go by, the years bring changes to all of us and we just seem to naturally accept them. If you can get around, are relatively pain free and still have most of your wits about you, life is very good.