One afternoon at the end of October I decided to do one last little job in the garden. Several days had passed by since I started my vision to change a small, but well-established, garden from the peak of its glory to a more practical one for our enjoyment in the next ten years. I had just finished splitting a compact blue primrose into several pieces. My aim was to have the joy of sharing this pretty plant with some of the family members who have now got their own gardens. The original plant had come from their childhood home in the country. As I stood, surveying all that had been done in recent weeks to change the small well-stocked mature garden to a more practical one hopefully lasting the next ten years, I felt a bit sad. I had enjoyed every minute of realising my vision, but it had come to an end. Winter was round the corner and physical limitations set off the negatives of ‘What is there for me to do now?’ Then a little voice inside said, ‘What is in your hands?’ Looking at this handful of little bits of primrose I knew it was up to me to find another project, something worthwhile that could bring joy to others and satisfaction to myself.