The tortoise and the hare

A while back, I overheard the young lass next door ask her mother "Why does that old lady work so hard?", to which the mother responded "I guess she likes to feel useful". I re-imagined myself as a Greek-widow in weeds of black, haunched over the scrubbing board from dawn to dusk. What do other 65 year old women do with their time: travel the world; do luncheons; read Mills'n'Boon; watch "Days of our Lives". I garden and play with my girls. And go to the occasional film, go on photographic excursions; or perhaps an occasional lunch with friends. But, I do work hard. How else ISthere to bloody-well work? ASnd I have so much more to achieve throughout 2014: build vertical gardens in each of the fence panels build a rockery down the 'naked' side of the driveway spread another load of pebbles, this time each side of the drive design more veggie patch along the remainder of the frontage clean out each of the three sides of the rear yard design the planting so there is a flush of colour all year build/fix my gardening bench. Here is our Gingerbread Garden from the view of someone walking along the street. It is from here that I get the occasional Mrs-Have-a-Chat. And, yes, he follows me everywhere.