Greetings from the garden! Lying on the footstool are my faithful gardening gloves. When I think how overworked my hands have become over the years: typing, gardening, embroidering, painting, drawing, writing, flower pressing, paper folding–endless activity for the fingers, it’s no wonder they are sore in the evening.
But without all the interests, what would I be doing? I can’t even imagine what my life would be like without hobbies or interests, could you? I just know that, in this stage of my life, I haven’t tried everything I want to do. I need to do more and learn more. How about you?
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