my first summer of retirement

my first summer of retirement would I bemoan not going back to school? I sat outside, smelling my fragrant flowers watched my dogs trot along the fence line so casual, on a lovely balmy Kansas day then it got too hot, I had to water everything my tomatoes, tulips, zinnias, geraniums too every day, lugging heavy hoses around. summer became work, I got tired of it had to have naps the heat did not completely ruin things for me school started without me for the first time in thirty years, and I not only survived I thrived, loving it.