My wife's the gardener in our household. I have a brown thumb. Everything I try to grow turns brown & dies. Actually, though, we don't either of us do much of anything in the way of gardening anymore because we live in a townhome. So we have no place for a garden. My wife puts a few pots out on the patio for the summer.

My own favorite pastime is watching the BBC mysteries they show on our local PBS TV station... "Unforgotten", "Vera", "Shetland", etc. I do some home bread baking as well. But nowadays this feels as much or more like work than it does pleasure.

We have a dog we both love (& have since we adopted him some 14 years ago.) But he's getting so old & frail at this point that about all he does is sleep... & eat when we can find something he'll eat. That's about it for me. I used to like to read. But I don't have any enthusiasm for it anymore. I just read posts here on PC.