Did I mention I have started gardening? I love it. I find it very therapeutic. Now if I could just get the hydrangeas to thrive. I feel like if I can conquer hydrangeas, than maybe I will be ready to be a mother to a daughter. Does that seem strange? I know, where did that come from? Let's face it, I want a daughter. I always have. I love all three of my sons, and yet still feel like there is something missing. Like there is a life connection missing. Let's see if I can manage to post a couple of pictures of what is growing.