
Originally Posted by
newfsmith
In 8 years of commuting, everyday I rode past a house with a beautiful front yard, all in perennials. It flowers from early spring to late fall. Today, I happened to be coming back from my ride around noon (luxery of retirement) and an older women (older than me even) was out cleaning up the spent asters. I stopped to say what a lovely yard she had and how much I had enjoyed it over the years. She was beaming. Her smile helped me spin up the last hill.