I might have mentioned on several occasions that I would love to retire somewhere away from the city and all the noise, pollution and traffic, not to mention them all steel buildings and endless concretes. If I could I would like to retire where fresh air comes plenty, along with loads of greeneries and fresh produce. I would love to have a small cottage in a quaint place with my very own garden patch in the yard. I’d tend to my tomatoes, eggplants, okras, along with a host of colorful flowering plants in the morning. That ought to be very relaxing and therapeutic. This reminds me I really have to work hard so I can have that dream retirement for when I am older.
— Musings —