Yesterday Liz came and took me to see the house she and her husband are building on the other side of our mountain. Their view is to the west and they'll see the sunsets we miss.
They've been careful not to cut too many trees and their house is surrounded by some beautiful woods but they still have some sunny areas for gardens.
It's been almost forty years since we built our house but I remember the excitement of the raw space and the very great pleasure of imagining the completed structure and the (eventual) landscaping.I'm looking forward to seeing the finished product on the other side of the mountain and to sharing some of my daylilies, iris and other plants, just as my neighbors shared with me all that time ago. . .
And suddenly I realize -- I'm now older than the 'old lady' down the road who gave me many of those plants.