The thought of you hanging out in my garden as an elder gnome is still cracking me up…it’s way too early for my brain to process your humor! My damn dog woke me up at 5 (again) by throwing up. He’s eating apricots off the ground, WHOLE. Damn dog. I just hope he gets all the pits out this time. He did last year. I hate apricot season for this very reason. Sorry, back to your elder gnome. I think by the time you are living in my garden, I will live there too, being an old perv and making you snort laugh all day. That would make you feel appreciated right? Or at least you would forget all about what ails you. 🙂