At my age (cough, cough, snort, snort) I can only stand so much time on my hands and knees like that. "Whaaaaaa!" But I did love being outside in the dirt. I my go back again, just because I can. It is about 75 degrees today. Perfect for working outside.
I have really missed being in the yard. It is a part of my nature to be growing things. I have missed writing in here, too.
It is good to be doing what makes me happy.
Sorry about all the whining earlier. I hate my body fighting me for what I want to do.
Getting old is not for Sissies. Or so I've been told.