Don't look for me on the highway, I won't be there. I won't have an office, won't drive a fast car, won't wear a slash-proof, bullet-proof vest.
I'll have a pollen covered nose, dirty fingernails, muddy boots and a goofy smile on my face.
I'm going to discover new plants, maybe some new trees. I may decide to try my hand at grafting. Who knows, I may actually succeed at vegetable gardening when I retire.
One day...not too very far away...I'm gonna be a full-time gardener!