Bob

There's the purest form of joy when you first smell the newly prepared soil in the spring, a whiff of the distinctive tomato plant smell , a plumeria bloom or a new rose.
Outdoors in the garden there's time to listen to the birds, cicadas in the heat of summer, bees gathering pollen, the wind in the trees.
In the dead of winter the mind will wander to the depths of the far off unexplored and mysterious tropical places when I look at an "Orinoco" or "African Rhino Horn". The first taste of the new seasons' "Brandywine" tomato( with fresh mozzarella and the best olive oil). Being able to feed your family and friends. Spitting watermelon seeds. Lounging with a cool drink on a lazy day...................And no damned "honey do"list when I'm out "working"!